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Daughter: I’m really depressed today

Mom: Cancel all your plans and stay in

Daughter: Ya? Is that going to make me feel better?

Mom: No, but it’ll make me feel better.

Daughter: Um, how?

Mom: Someone was shot in Toronto yesterday. You never know who’s lurking outside. This is such a horrible world, I’d rather you just lock your doors and ignore the phone.

Daughter: Thanks Mom, I feel so much better.

Sister: OMG, I love these shoes!

Mom: Take them off.

Me: You look like a hooker!

Mom: Honestly, talk about bad taste.

Me: Who the heck would wear those?

Sister: (To the sales associate) Excuse me, do you like these?

Sales Associate: Definitely! I own those in 3 difference colours!

Mom: Exactly. 

*puts shoes back*

Texting as I walk 

*bump into something*

Me: Oh sorry

*realize its a parking meter*

Friend: I think he’ll get over it…

Friend: Maybe I’ll just shave my head and wear wigs instead.

Me: Ya that sounds really normal…

Friend: Well Britney Spears does it…

Me: Well reasoned.