boys will be boys

My uncle is friggin hilarious. He's living testament to the fact that boys never really grow up. Had a big lunch at one of my relative's places today and Mr and Mrs Smith was blaring out on the tv just before the meal was served. The ensuing tug of war between my auntie and uncle was just absolutely hilarious.

'Dear time for lunch already, turn off the show.'

'Eh wait wait, exciting part la..' (trails off as Brad Pitt gets to a window in time to see his wife bugger off on a zip line)

'Oi! DVD right? Can pause first what!!!'

At which point my uncle rather distractedly obeys orders and shuffles his way to the meal table with his head still half turned towards the tv screen. He's not the only one. All the other men in the house are happily watching Brad dump his jacket in a mailbox a second before it blows up.

'Dear you want some chicken or duck? Soup?'

'Anything anything...' (the happy couple start trashing their house with shiny new firearms)

'Oi can you please tear your eyes away from the tv and pay attention to your food please?'

'The chicken. Chicken can already..'

'What the, can you just faster eat your food then you can go watch already?!'

Its only about now that my uncle realises he might be in a bit of a tight situation and hurriedly scrabbles up his food under his wife's watchful eye then buggers off to catch the rest of the movie.

'Aye what happen what happen? Tell me tell me....'

I hope I turn out like that. Not the wife bit. The never growing up bit.