Thanks to my sister in law, I've spent years referring to tomato ketchup as dip dip.

We call clutter/hoarding Trebus, or treebs, after Mr Trebus from Life of Grime. It's passed down to my sisters' kids as well, so his name will forever live on in our family.

My dad used to do this thing where he would pronounce any word ending in 'es' to 'EZ' so an innocuous work like 'plates' became 'plat-EZ'. He extended this over time to any word with a plural so 'roads' for example became 'road-EZ'. According to family lore, this started at a terrible Italian restaurant before I was born.

At increasing levels of my age I saw this as:

• baby - 5: This is clearly normal adult behaviour
• 5 - 8: My dad is a comedy genius
• 9 - 12: Alright, stop it now
• 12+: Genuinely considering patricide.

Super weird one. Produce bags from the grocery store are called "gnome bags."

Years ago, we found out that Walmart does not mind if you just take a whole roll of those bags. We use them instead of zip locks, sandwich baggies, Saran wrap, and dog poo bags. They became "gnome" bags because we had an old toilet paper roll holder in the shape of a gnome that we hung up to hold the roll of bags, and we all just started calling them gnome bags until it got to the point where we'll occasionally say it in public accidently. Lol.