meet the (crazy) relatives

So K met my scary clan (all.. I don't know, 30 of them under two roofs) tonight -

As he waves bye to his parents and sister, who dropped him off, through my grandmother's gates:
"I feel like.... first day of kindergarten now. Maybe I should be crying."

During the ordeal:
"All I have to do is sit here and smile beatifically, right?"

Then later, when I walk him out:
"Your relatives... they're like the Kazakh village in Borat."

But on the plus side:
"Wah. I've NEVER gotten this many angpows during Chinese New Year lor."

Think me, plus my mum, high on alcohol, times 30. Yah, I definitely know where I got my crazy-talkative genes from.