I break it to my toddler that “L-M-N-O-P” is not one letter, but 5. And we’re going to have to learn every one of those effing bad boys. She is aghast. I calmly assure her this isn’t the first time she’ll be disappointed upon learning the “real” lyrics to a song she likes.
Every time I buy a fun new mug my mother yells “We have too many mugs!” & I yell “You suck the joy out of everything!” & she yells “Don’t say ‘suck’!” & I yell “I’m a grown woman!” & she yells “Then are you finally moving out of my house”
ACQUAINTANCE: read any good books lately? ME: yeah, I just finished “How to Make Friends and Hypnotize People” ACQUAINTANCE: I think it’s “Influence People” ME: *swinging watch* no it’s not FRIEND: you’re right buddy, it’s not