A conversation with my brother and father

[hazliya]

Haz: So, by the way, you're totally being a bridesmaid.
TJ: What.
H: Der.
T: Do I have to wear a dress?
Dad: Yes.
H: No.
D: A big poofy one.
H: Maybe. It depends on your degree of compliance.
T: I will fight you.
H: Then you will stand at my wedding dressed like Lady Gaga.
T: Sweet.
H: I will buy you a tutu and a rhinestone collar that says "Bitch" on it.
T: Are you kidding? I already have that in my wardrobe. (note: my brother is firmly committed to MSI, Misfits, My Chemical Romance, and the color black.)
D: I know, right?
T: I wear that to work. (note: he works at a KFC.)
H: Because you're the boss?
T: Hell yeah.
H: "What's up, bitches?"
T: "Make me chicken!"
D: You're both idiots.