Jul 05, 2007 19:14
Mom: I'm going to order you new tennis shoes since your feet are hurting
Lana: Hey thanks! That'd be great!
Mom: What's your size?
Lana: They're 10s.
Mom: And what's the name of the joint?
Lana: Marijuana.
Mom: What?
Lana laughs at her mother's shock and confusion.
my mother,
silliness