My brother goes like:
This is the actual motivation for us to clean up our house
And an opportunity for Mom to whip out everything in the kitchen and place before them.
Sometimes when I’m not forewarned about their arrival and I make my dramatic entry into the house
And sometimes I don’t even know them
Sometimes when I hate them but still have to smile politely at their jokes
And times when my parents decide to share with them all of my embarrassing stories.
If that’s not enough then that annoying little kid starts playing with all the toys that we preserved and handled with so much care for ages.
And what’s that part when the guests want to see our house!?
Then they spot my cats and go like “eww..Cats” “they are allergic” and blah blah, I’m like
“Please leave them alone”
Then they ask me which school I go to and I say I am working now
And then Mom gives away chocolates from my stock to that annoying kid without even asking me.
Then Dad and the guest uncles start a political debate
And Mom and the guest aunties start a gossip session and I go like:
After a while I’m just waiting for them to leave
But they keep saying that they are leaving but don’t make a move otherwise
And, if they then announce they would love to stay back a day at home
The best part is when they actually leave