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peterstrashpanda
So, my mom went to the store and called and asked if I wanted anything. I was like, “Yeah, get me some facewash please.” And she was like, “What kind?” And I was like, “The kind for your face.” And then she was like, “BRAND.” And I was like, “Seriously, I don’t care. Get me fucking Hannah Montana for all I care.” Cause I’m a smartass like that. And her, also being a smartass, brings this shit home to me. My fucking mother. No one angers me more.
