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Your Mom is my spirit animal.
Mine is similar, and I think I posted it before, but it’s short.
Not grammar but I misspelled an item on my Christmas list one year. I wrote cloths instead of clothes. I got a beautifully wrapped box filled with cleaning rags.
I’m doing that really uncomfortable giggling where I’m trying not to giggle because it’s so inappropriate but then it just makes me giggle more.
That is Lucille Bluth territory.
Mine too! So many rules! She would hang up on you if you didn’t answer your phone cheerfully enough or call her and not greet her happily. “Don’t call me to mumble, goddammit!”
Jesus Christ. I love this so much, but am ashamed about it.
That is beautiful. As far as I'm concerned, your mom pissed her way to the win!
Hahahahaha best mom.
I just spat out my drink! Amazing.