mp.
"How do you plan on moving?"
"What you do you mean? I'm going to put stuff in my car and drive."
"By yourself? You can't do it by yourself."
"Fuck you, yes I can."
"Hahaha. Noooooo...you can't. I have 2 sisters who are way more physically capable than you are, and they can't do it by themselves."
"What? I'm way beefier than Stacey. Anyway, I don't need or want your help, I got it."
"If you and Stay were locked in a room and had to fight to the death, Stacey would kill you. It's not an insult, she just has no heart. What are you planning on moving?"
"I have no furniture. I have no bed, no couch, no coffee table. So there's that."
"Your clothes alone won't fit in your car. Why wouldn't you take a bed from your parents?!"
"I don't know, I don't know they'll let me take one. I'm just going to buy what I need down there." (in other words...Mama's gonna buy me a new bed!)
"Why wouldn't you save the money?! I'm just saying. I did it, moving will DRAIN your bank account."
"I will be fine. I don't want to talk about it anymore, I just feel stupid. I'll figure it out on my own."
"Stop being bull-headed, I'm helping. Wait...oh my god, did you take the ghetto school? Are you working in the ghetto school?"
"I'm...choosing not to talk to you about that."
"Oh my god. We don't have to talk about it, but answer me. Yes...or No. Are you working in the ghetto."
"Yes."
"Well. Congratulations."
"You don't mean that, I can hear it. Look, I had an offer with Spring Branch, but I turned it down because this is what I want. I have nothing smarter to say about it than this is what I want."
"No no no...I mean it. You know, there are soldiers who go across the world to fight for our country, every day. You're doing the same thing, it's just a different kind of fight."
"Wow. Thank you. That was really, really nice."
"So what are you teaching?"
"Home Ec."
"what."
Ooooooooooh, mp.
"What you do you mean? I'm going to put stuff in my car and drive."
"By yourself? You can't do it by yourself."
"Fuck you, yes I can."
"Hahaha. Noooooo...you can't. I have 2 sisters who are way more physically capable than you are, and they can't do it by themselves."
"What? I'm way beefier than Stacey. Anyway, I don't need or want your help, I got it."
"If you and Stay were locked in a room and had to fight to the death, Stacey would kill you. It's not an insult, she just has no heart. What are you planning on moving?"
"I have no furniture. I have no bed, no couch, no coffee table. So there's that."
"Your clothes alone won't fit in your car. Why wouldn't you take a bed from your parents?!"
"I don't know, I don't know they'll let me take one. I'm just going to buy what I need down there." (in other words...Mama's gonna buy me a new bed!)
"Why wouldn't you save the money?! I'm just saying. I did it, moving will DRAIN your bank account."
"I will be fine. I don't want to talk about it anymore, I just feel stupid. I'll figure it out on my own."
"Stop being bull-headed, I'm helping. Wait...oh my god, did you take the ghetto school? Are you working in the ghetto school?"
"I'm...choosing not to talk to you about that."
"Oh my god. We don't have to talk about it, but answer me. Yes...or No. Are you working in the ghetto."
"Yes."
"Well. Congratulations."
"You don't mean that, I can hear it. Look, I had an offer with Spring Branch, but I turned it down because this is what I want. I have nothing smarter to say about it than this is what I want."
"No no no...I mean it. You know, there are soldiers who go across the world to fight for our country, every day. You're doing the same thing, it's just a different kind of fight."
"Wow. Thank you. That was really, really nice."
"So what are you teaching?"
"Home Ec."
"what."
Ooooooooooh, mp.