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Last night as I was getting ready to go out, my mom came home from her christmas party a lil tipsy. When ever she drinks she loves to preach babble on and on. After about 20 min of her talking and talking and talking to me about life and blah blah blah. She finally ends it with... "When are you going to get a boyfriend? You need to find yourself one, you need to practice. So you know what you like and don't like in a man." I told her I don't need a boyfriend to figure out what I like and don't like in a man.
Hey, at least she doesn't think I'm a lesbian anymore.
Hey, at least she doesn't think I'm a lesbian anymore.