Humorous Stories About Family and Down Syndrome

But I will say, I don't know if you can tell by looking at me,

I do have family members with Down syndrome.

It almost got me. I-

I dodged it, but it nicked me. It nicked me.

I'm a bit of a day walker myself.

It's funny when you bring up Down syndrome,

you can always tell who's never been

around it in their lives. You know what I mean?

Like, if I tell people, if I'm like, "Yeah, I have family members with Down

syndrome," people that have never been around it

are always like, "Oh."

Like Down syndrome is the fucking end of the world.

They're, "Oh,

are they okay? Your fa- are they doing okay?" It's like,

they're doing better

than everybody I know.

They're the only dudes I know having a good time pretty consistently.

Sorry they're not on fucking Adderall and anti-anxiety like the rest of us.

They're on fucking Capri Suns.

Having a good time. Dude, my Uncle Danny, my Uncle Danny sneaks grilled cheese

sandwiches into restaurants- -just in case they don't serve grilled

cheese

sandwiches.

I don't know where he's getting these fucking things. It's the best.

It's the best.

You'll be out to dinner with him, you look across the table,

you see him sneaking a

grilled cheese. Just-

You go, "Yo, where'd you get that cheese, Danny?"

His dad's with him. He's like, "That fucker,

he's been making them at night, I know

he is."

"I'm not making them at night, Dad."

Then he'll look at you and be like, "I'm making them at night."

What's better than that, dude?

Yeah.

What's better?

What's better?

What's better than Uncle Danny? Uncle Danny, 3:00 in the morning,

shirtless.

Baggy gym shorts.

Quietly,

secretly in his parents' kitchen

on a secret mission to make 10 grilled cheese sandwiches.

Just-

Every day, his dad comes down the steps like,

"Where's the fucking bread going?"

He's got eight sandwiches in a closet, just-

"Don't go in my room."