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So I'm sitting in my living room for no joke, 2 hours waiting for my mom and grandma to come inside for dinner. So they FINALLY come in, my grandma walks up to me and says "I like wine! And I'm bombed!" as she grabs my legs and attempts to pull me off the couch. First off, who says bombed? Secondly... am I that annoying when I'm drunk?? If I am, shoot me.
My mom then hobbles up stairs to spend the rest of her night feeling nauseas.
All in all. Great Friday night. So happy I didn't go out.
My mom then hobbles up stairs to spend the rest of her night feeling nauseas.
All in all. Great Friday night. So happy I didn't go out.