Huge upside of living at home: witnessing my mom's hilarities.
A perfect example took place this evening. My parents do not purchase toothpaste due to my dad's constant contribution from the many hotels he visits on his business trips. Therefore, the toothpaste comes in all shapes in sizes.
My mom squeezed a pea size amount of paste and begin brushing, when all of a sudden she spit it out and started yelling at us in the living room. She by us and grabbed her reading glasses. Once on she realized that what she'd believed to be toothpaste was really shaving cream.