Playing Cards Against Humanity with Your Parents

I quickly realized, however, that the problem with playing this game with your parents – no matter how liberal and “cool” they are – is that you discover that your dad knows terms like smegma (dear Lord..) and your best friend does not (and then has to proceed to Google image it) and your mom continually has to ask clarification questions like what exactly is queefing and can someone explain what gloryholes are.