Re: Daily, Nightly and Ever So Rightly II *Chat Thread*
Conversation with my mom that happened not even 5 minutes ago.
Me: Mom, I need something to help make my teeth not hurt so much.
Mom: (as she watches tv at a ridiculous volume), One sec, I don't want to get up right now.
Me: Ok, than tell me what it looks like.
Mom: It's a ziploc bag full of stuff.
Me: I don't see it in here, can you come help me look?
Mom: If you're gonna move out, you're gonna need to know how to handle stuff, i'm not getting up. Learn how to do it, or stop talking to me. You're 20 years old, grow the hell up.
...I am not exactly sure how that conversation ended up going downhill, but somehow it did.