Mi familia es un desastre

I don't like to talk about personal dimes y diretes, but this image is a shot of my younger uncle Cocco sleeping la mona after some beers and 2 or 3 pilules of Viagra he ingested, since the wife decided to go out to buy moisturizing cream and a mini-thong so he succumbed to the defeatist sopor of an unglorious afternoon-esque siesta on a sofa.
I just visited, and as I don't like to bother or something, I decided to leave the place as soon as possible because the panorama was a bit excessive and I didn't know what to think (let alone what to do). 
One always acts self-conscious, quiet, uncommunicative and diffident at other people's houses (you know how one is), so I simply picked my jacket and got evaporated through the door faster than a cheetah.