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My dad was ordering shirts for the musical and asked me what size I wanted, and I said small. Here is how the rest plays out:
Dad (to mom): Theresa takes a small?
mom: *Puts up hands* If that's what she wants. She likes those tight little shirts.
me: Mom, have you SEEN those shirts? They're huge. A small fits.
mom: ok...
me: no, mom, they're not tight.
mom: I'm just saying, in 6th grade you bought larges.
me: and they were HUGE on me! Do you see me wearing them now? They're so big they're ugly
mom: Well they're not as tight on you as those smalls...
what the fuck? Leave me alone. I'M NOT FAT DAMMIT
Dad (to mom): Theresa takes a small?
mom: *Puts up hands* If that's what she wants. She likes those tight little shirts.
me: Mom, have you SEEN those shirts? They're huge. A small fits.
mom: ok...
me: no, mom, they're not tight.
mom: I'm just saying, in 6th grade you bought larges.
me: and they were HUGE on me! Do you see me wearing them now? They're so big they're ugly
mom: Well they're not as tight on you as those smalls...
what the fuck? Leave me alone. I'M NOT FAT DAMMIT