Sometimes, I wonder if Mother is a secret comic virtuoso and living with her is just part of a giant farce she's putting on. One of these days, I'm going to wake up and discover that I've been played a fool of a foil my whole life, that her earnestness and bizarre logic are all part of her straight-faced, deadpan delivery genius.
(on text messaging plans)
Mother: Is the $5 for 200 messages enough for you?
Moi: Yeah, that's fine.
Mother: You have to be really careful with it.
Moi: I will be, don't worry.
Mother: But you already received 8 this month. It can very easily jump to 200.
(on text messaging plans)
Mother: Is the $5 for 200 messages enough for you?
Moi: Yeah, that's fine.
Mother: You have to be really careful with it.
Moi: I will be, don't worry.
Mother: But you already received 8 this month. It can very easily jump to 200.
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