Gross. my mom is gross.

Me: "i still don’t get why you didn’t let me have a blanket on when my boyfriend was over."  
mom: "think of what you can do when you have a blanket on."  
me: "I could never get away with anything under a blanket, maybe i just wasn’t clever, i don’t know.  It never occurred to me you could.  i don’t see how that’s possible."  
mom:  "think of all the stuff i could get away with under a blanket."  

 and this is why i should never talk about things with my mom. uuugh. gross. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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