What, you thought I'd forget to honor my mother today? The woman who gave me life, sarcasm, and a strong sense of my own awesomeness?
I'll thank her for you.
Today I told Momma that the one thing I really wish I had was a cold beer. It's probably been about three months since I've had one. We had a misery-loves-company shopping excursion, where we discovered that everyone else is a pain in the ass and that we are amazing. Driving her home, I mentioned the beer, and she said that she had some, and would I like to take some home with me?
Um...yeah.
So she gave me three Yuengling Lights, while guaranteeing to me that taking three of them was not in fact too greedy, as she had nine left from her pack. I asked her if she thought it would be OK if I just drank one on the road home.
"Well, they're warm..." she said.
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