Scenes from my life. Part 2.

[amireal]

Mom: You're on your own for dinner.

Me: I might steal something from your freezer to cook. Pasta doesn't seem to be doing it these days. Am still craving protein. I wonder what's up with that.

Mom: Maybe you have a tapeworm.

Me: Wow.

Mom: I love you dear.

Comments

[wetdryvac]

*grins*

You need an apple, a hammer, and a cookie.

[spring_1970]

Um, is your mom my mom? Cause that sounds very much like what I'd hear. Although my mother would have nothing in her freezer.

[amireal]

Well my mom didn't mean in a serious manner. So, possibly? And my mom's cooking rocks.

Except when she forgets every single thing I don't like and manages to make them all for one dinner.

[spring_1970]

Then no, not the same mom. My mom said things like, "Have a snickers for breakfast - it's got nuts, milk - it'll be fine."

[amireal]

See, that would be me.

My mom can't get over the ice cream for breakfast I do on occasion.

Green tea ice cream. It *can't* be worse than 2 cups of coffee.

[iibnf]

I want a tape worm. My parasites are not doing much for me at the moment, I think I need to upgrade.

[blaidd_drwg]

*smirk* You're mom's a card.