mom

Funny memories of my mother. Little fights we had that I now remember fondly.

1:

I went over to her place one night, and she started in on me.

Mom: “Your breath smells bad. I think you have a disease in your gut.”

Me: “I don’t know why TF I bother to come over here.”

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2:

Mom: “There’s a McDonald’s! Go there so I can get a senior coffee for 55 cents.”

Me: “That’s a dangerous left turn across 5 lanes of traffic. There’s a Starbucks just ahead on the right. I’ll get you a coffee there.”

Mom: “I won’t drink it!”

Me: “Oh, yes you will!”

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