"Stranger" being the key word

I've always loved walking in and out of a room full of people just to hear the random snippets of conversation. When my parents are visiting, this little game is particularly entertaining. Here are some gems from the latest visit:

Dad, don't flip that guy off. (Me, yelling to the back seat)

We'd live here, but we don't think the doctors are as good as they are back home. (Ours is a top 100 hospital, they live in Two Dot, Montana)

What color is your hair? (to me)

You've certainly inherited the family eyebrows, haven't you? (to my daughter)

I've never wanted a scotch and a cigarette so bad in my life. (after being a sober non-smoker for 20 years)

Honey, your Dad had a little ovaltine accident. (Just had the carpet cleaned and more company comes the day after they leave)

They counted 15 polyps. (You don't want to know)

Let me show you my incision. (ditto)

I'll make something your hubby can finally eat. (no comment)

Tell the truth, how does she have blonde hair and the rest of you are brunette?

Truth is stranger than fiction, folks.