When you're right you're right
Standing in the kitchen of my parents' place, commiserating that they have WAY TOO MUCH STUFF™ in their general use cupboard and that the definition of "good quality" as far as Mum vs Dad goes is VERY different; we both cast and eye to their enormous display cabinat, chocabloc full of Dad's trophy-ware and their wedding presents.
"HAHA!! You'll have to sort that out when we die!" Mum exclaims with glee.
i_am_here_now? You're right. I AM more like my mum.
"HAHA!! You'll have to sort that out when we die!" Mum exclaims with glee.
i_am_here_now? You're right. I AM more like my mum.