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!”