So my mom has a party to go to, which means I have to vent for myself and do the whole dinner thing.
This is our text message conversation:
Maria: Wut up?
Me: Nothing home.
Maria: Wut did you eat?
Me: Buffalo dick.
Maria: Oooh delish!
Me: Did you have the goat dick at your party?
Me: What time are you comming home?
Maria: Y? r u gettin a keg?
Me: No. Crystal Meth, chrondo.
Me: LOL how is it over there?
Maria: Actually nice donnas son is cute...same age as u!
Me: Does he have a beard?
Maria: He looks like justin timberlake!
Me: I only like jim morrison or jude law- not timbertooth.
Maria: Look him up on facebook!
I SPY 8435863498 THINGS WRONG WITH THE CONVERSATION! ILOVEMYMOM.