| Mom: You're one chromosome away from a potatoe. Stop talking |
| Aunt: I'm sorry that I have something important to say. |
| Mom: you talk because you have a hole in your Head. |
| Aunt: at least this hole can please a man. |
| Me: Oh god... |
| Mom: my brother doesn't seem to think so. |
| Me: Why am I still sitting here? |
| Aunt: Plenty of men thought so. |
| Me: Help. |
| Mom: That's the word on the street.... Where you've been working since retirement. |
| Me: I'm leaving. |
| Note: I don't want to know what happened after I think it got a little dirtier. |
Figuring It Out