| me: | did you two eat that whole loaf of bread?! |
| momma sue: | I only had two pieces. |
| poppa greg: | I have a problem, OK?! |
| me: | hey, can I have some of your wine? |
| momma sue: | hell yeah! it'll make you feel better. look at me! |
| me: | how how is she? |
| mommma sue: | 27. 28, maybe 30. 33. |
| me: | OK, don't hurt yourself |
| momma sue: | I'm going to stab you. |
tipsy times with momma sue…
giving up wine during the week makes for some sloppy motherfuckers on friday night.
| momma sue: | it's 5 o'clock somewhere. |
| me: | it's 5 o'clock here. |
| Momma Sue: | It's like deje vu. |
| Me: | dejA vu. |
| Momma Sue: | I'm saying it like the French. |
| Me: | deja vu is already french, dumbass. |
I let Momma Sue borrow my thumb drive.
Me: If you lose that, I will punch you in the face.
Momma Sue: Not if I punch you in the face first.
Me: Why isn’t Sophia in this thing?
Momma Sue: They’re only allowed to make it in once.
Me: Oh, is that some “everybody’s a winner crap?”
Momma Sue: Yup.
Me: Don’t forget about your bread.
Momma Sue: What bread?
Me: The banana bread. In the oven.
Momma Sue: Oh…I didn’t.
Me: Um, you kinda did.
Momma Sue recalling our dinner last week.
Momma Sue: Michelle, you had a beer…I had a bottle of wine.
Bahaha. Yeah ya did.
Gave my mom one of these during spinning the other night.
She thought I was cheering her on.
Momma Sue: I wonder what Keri’s doing. We should call her at work.
Me: Um, I’m guessing she’s probably working.
Family breakfast times.
Aunt Elaine: How are you doing Shell?
Momma Sue: She’s depressed.
Me: What?! I am not.
Momma Sue: You look depressed.
“Have fun this weekend. But don’t get too drunk. You know…keep your shit together. “
Bahaha. Thanks Greg. I’ll try.