“My family was big into teasing,” he says. “It’s basically the Florek love language.” I mellow. “I don’t speak Florek, so you’ll need to translate.” “The one thing you really need to know is that we only make fun of people we like.” “What happens when you fall in love? Do you stage a roast? Gift wrap a rubber chicken?”
Literally my father-in-law. If he doesn’t tease you, he doesn’t like you.
