My mom: (from another room, while the printer is making noise) "Deb, are you home?"
Me: "WHAT??"
My mom: "Are you home?"
Me: "No."
Also:
My mom: (guilt trip guilt trip guilt trip) "So, are you gonna come visit Jenny [my cousin's in the hospital]?"
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
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