I seriously love my family. My dad is the second youngest of NINE (ya fuck that) kids. So ya we have a large family (pun intended). Most of us are fat, loud, and happy. So Dad, my cousin Joe, and I are in the garage talking about political issues and we're all yelling at each other and telling each other how we're all wrong. I mean it's hilarious in there, we were joined later by my sister in law Denise and Mom who entered the garage looking apprehensive, and who can blame them there's three grown people in there yelling at each other. Incidentally, in case you were wondering, we were all saying basically the same thing... but it's fun to yell at one another.
My point is, we give each other a LOT of shit. I call my dad Captain Donut, my brother gives me shit about the hair dye spreading to my brain and making me stupid, we all call each other out on our weight, I tell my mom at the store come on old lady lets move it. When people over hear us I'm sure it sounds hateful or mean but it's not. It's just the way our family interacts with each other.