curbdrop out of grace

2+2 is 4. 2+2 is 4.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

my mom and i just had an argument about underwear (boxers i wear).

boxerwear. underwear. panties.

and anyway, keep in mind her and i already went over the details yesterday nite. the argument goes like this:

mom: "what size do you wear?"
phil: "32-34. didn't we talk about this yesterday?"
mom: "i know but i wanted to make sure i return to get the correct size. so you wear M?"
phil: "i don't know what that letter means. it doesn't matter, just get 32-34."
mom: "well if you want M, these here are medium."
phil: "what size are they?"
mom: "36-38."
phil: "but i just said i wanted 32-34."
mom: "oh, but i thought you said medium and these say medium on the package."
phil: "no, you said medium. actually, you said M, and i asked what that meant."
mom: "oh, well M means 36-38."
phil: "well fine then, i don't want those. WAIT JUST FORGET THE M AND GET 32-34."
mom: "okay, then i'll get S."

and that my friends, is why i grew up to be a fucking loony.

posted by fillshe @ 7:14 PM