"Are we getting old?"

I'm sitting next to X and Y. (Y told me I am not allowed to write their names on the internet unless I get approval from the persons involved) They're watching the TV, it's the European Championships in track and field. I'm trying to focus on my blog. Their quarreling gets to me..

X: Well, I mean.. I COULD be the fastest.
Y: Well, you weren't..
X: No, but I had the POSSIBILITY to be the fastest. Hey, I will never be able to do high-jumping!
Y: Well, you just have to come to terms with that. It's not good to be 40 and learn flipflopping. (my note: flipflopping is a kind of jump over the bar)
X: Well, isn't that the scissorthing? Or what is that?
Y: The scissorthing is when you go with one leg before the other. Y to the girl jumping on the mat because she made it: Don't jump into the bar!
X: Hey, that's stupid..

Now I tune out because I realize they are about to quarrel about some rules. But after five minutes they are getting annoying.

X: But I mean, I'm asking if..
Y: Well, I am trying to hear the commentators.. You are asking me things that the commentators are aswering but you have to ask me anyway!
X: So, you don't care about my questions?
Y: No, that's stupid! I'm trying to hear..
Me: Just shut up!
...
X: Oh, she doesn't like us.
Y: Are we getting old?
Me: No, you're not getting old. You acre old. And just shut up and listen to the commentators.

Of course, they won't shut up.

X: Why don't they have like bras for their butts?
Sis: Excuse me?
X: Yeah. Like this.. Lift and seperates. Your butt looks like your boobs.
Me: But if you lift and seperate your buttcheeks you're gonna poo in your pants.
Sis: EW! But I mean.. Does your hip hurt because your butt weighs too much?
X: ...
Me: Shut up. Hey, Jen, can I write your name in my blog?
Sis: Yeah, what are you writing about?
Me: Butt-bras.
X: No, Butt-cups.

PFIIIIIEEEK
Sis: Why does the hotdogs always sound like that when you microwave them?
X: It wasn't dead yet.