What You Tell Your Girlfriend's Parents vs. What You Mean
It’s great to finally meet you. :: It’s great to finally find out what genetics have in store for my boyfriend’s hair.
I’ve heard so much about you. :: I’ve heard so much about your marital troubles.
You have a lovely home. :: You seem richer than I thought you were.
Haha, good one, Mr. Miller. :: Haha, like me, Mr. Miller.
I’m thinking about going to law school. :: I don’t want to explain my nonsense marketing consultant job to you.
I completely agree. :: I completely don’t care.
Heh. :: I zoned out for a second and have no idea what you just said, but I hope this noncommittal exhale/smile/laugh/nod is a reasonable response.
I really don’t understand all this Facebook stuff either. :: I really don’t want you to friend me on Facebook after this.
Oh, no, she never told me about the time she threw up at the Vatican. :: Oh, no, I am never going to let her stop telling me about the time she threw up at the Vatican.
Yeah, that election was a nail-biter. :: Oh, god. Don’t talk about politics. Talk about anything but politics.
How did we meet? It’s a funny story actually. :: How did we meet? We were drunk actually.
I’d love to catch a game sometime. :: I’ve hooked up with your son.
It was so great to meet you. :: I’ve hooked up with your daughter.
Yes, we should definitely do this again. :: I know you know.