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So far Florida has sucked. My Mom's doctor cousin, Anita, is scary. She's way too proper and filthy rich, and on top of that she's constantly judging my Mom and I. I know she is. Mom and I wanted to get some wine for the hotel and relax but we know that Anita will be disgusted and probably tell everyone in the family that we're psycho or something.
Mom - "I wish we were in San Francisco where the club is right below your hotel room."
Me - "We're at the Disney Resort... "
One more thing. Mom was telling me last night that when I went to India when I was 6, I went with my Uncle to the market to get a chicken to kill for dinner that night, and I guess I freaked out so my Uncle felt bad and put the chicken in my backpack and I carried it with me all day. I rule.
Mom - "I wish we were in San Francisco where the club is right below your hotel room."
Me - "We're at the Disney Resort... "
One more thing. Mom was telling me last night that when I went to India when I was 6, I went with my Uncle to the market to get a chicken to kill for dinner that night, and I guess I freaked out so my Uncle felt bad and put the chicken in my backpack and I carried it with me all day. I rule.