My life needs fewer in-jokes

Today my cousin and my mom's cousin's neighbor were talking at Christmas dinner about slaughterhouses and how everyone should be grossed out by them and blah blah blah and the whole time my brain was hearing the guy from this Brunching: http://www.brunching.com/smugguy.html say "Fur is murder. And theft." over and over again. Also, my dad said something about "west-coast style" basketball and my brain immediately thought of Chicago-style, which would be different indeed.

I think I need to leave the house more often. Or be better at hiding the fact that I'm finding something amusing for no explainable reason.