Sooo, my mom & I are in the kitchen, minding our own business & making my birthday cake when Shirley started my anger gland. Here's how it went down:
mom & me: *laughing & making a cake*
shirley: why are you making a cake?
mom: for ashley's birthday.
s: oh, when is that?
m: tomorrow. [with a *duh* tone of voice*]
s: oh, it is! i always get the 3rd
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