Further documentation of my mother's hilarity/insanity.
Tonight my mother dropped something on a nice new bowl which she got for a christmas present this year. I said, "Don't break the bowl."
She replied, "Don't break the bowl, bitch."
I yelled, "What?" astounded that she would say something like that.
"What's in the bowl, bitch. You haven't heard that?"
"No, Mom. I haven't."
"Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet, eating her curds and whey. Along came a spider who sat down beside her and said, 'What's in the bowl, bitch?'"
She replied, "Don't break the bowl, bitch."
I yelled, "What?" astounded that she would say something like that.
"What's in the bowl, bitch. You haven't heard that?"
"No, Mom. I haven't."
"Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet, eating her curds and whey. Along came a spider who sat down beside her and said, 'What's in the bowl, bitch?'"