THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
This is how related to my mother I am.
You can barely tell who's saying what...
"You look scary! Hee hee."
"Shut up. The SUN WAS UP when I fell asleep."
"You do realize that you have... School... Like....Soon?"
"Hey, NOT MY CHOICE."
"I think the solution is.... bourbon,"
"What?"
"Bourbon....Yeah...Less bourbon! Or more of it...Something....Just not tequila because it makes people mean...Bourbon just makes you old...And have hairy ears..."
"..."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"