From an article in the New Yorker:
A Conversation at the Grownup Table, as Imagined at the Kidsâ€™ Table
MOM: Pass the wine, please. I want to become crazy.
GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry.
DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex.
UNCLE: Iâ€™m having sex right now.
DAD: We all are.
MOM: Letâ€™s talk about which kid I like the best.
DAD: (laughing) You know, but you wonâ€™t tell.
MOM: If they ask me again, I might tell.
FRIEND FROM WORK: Hey, guess what! My voice is pretty loud!
DAD: (laughing) There are actual monsters in the world, but when my kids ask I pretend like there arenâ€™t.
MOM: Iâ€™m angry! Iâ€™m angry all of a sudden!
DAD: Iâ€™m angry, too! Weâ€™re angry at each other!
MOM: Now everything is fine.
DAD: We just saw the PG-13 movie. It was so good.
MOM: There was a big sex.
FRIEND FROM WORK: I am the loudest! I am the loudest!
MOM: I had a lot of wine, and now Iâ€™m crazy!
GRANDFATHER: Hey, do you guys know what God looks like?
GRANDFATHER: Donâ€™t tell the kids.