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Mom: Here’s the cue-cards you asked me to buy you

Tracey: OMG THANKS!

Mom: … no problem…

Tracey: And they have lines on the front!

Mom: mhm

Tracey: and they’re blank on the back!! 

Mom: …yes..

Tracey: OMG and they’re on a coil! 

Mom: are you okay?

Tracey: Mom look! They can be detached from a rip out line!

Mom: Yes, that’s why I bought them?

Tracey: Feel this coil! 

Mom: What?!

Tracey: This is amazing!

Mom: …let me see your eyes!

Tracey: Mom do you see this rip out line? Isn’t it the best thing you’ve ever seen?!

Mom: Look at me.

Tracey:  What?!

Mom: LOOK AT ME!

Tracey: *Looks at mom* WTF what?!?

Mom: Are you on drugs!?

Tracey: What?! No i’m studying for an exam wtf?

Mom: You’re on drugs. Let me see your eyes.

Tracey: What are you talking about?

*Mom picks up the phone*

Mom: Mike (my dad), I think Tracey’s taken something. What is it they say? Extacy? Or that methamphetamine stuff?!

Dad: *On speaker* Tracey, why is your mom telling me you’re taking drugs. We thought better of you!

Tracey: I haven’t taken drugs, I don’t know WTF she’s talking about!

Dad: *to mom* Why do you think she’s on something? How’s she behaving?

Mom: She’s become obsessed with cue cards, telling me to touch the coil and weird things.

Tracey: I was happy I got cue cards!

Mom: You’re telling me this is normal behaviour?

Tracey: YES! WTF.

Mom: Wow, you’re really sad.

Dad: You really need to get a life.

Mom: Maybe you should take drugs. 

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