A Southern Girl Trying to Make a Difference in Sin City

Kid:  But I want some hot Cheetos.

Mom:  And I said no.

Kid:  I though you were my friend.

Mom:  I’m not your friend; I’m your mom, and I said no.

Kid:  I’m never going to smile again.

Mom (to me):  Do you want a spoiled rotten 5-year-old who is never going to smile again?

Me: No, thank you.  I’m just here for some cold medicine.

Kid (to mom):  Maybe she’ll buy me some hot Cheetos.

Me (to kid):  I’m not your mom or your friend either.

:: mic drop ::



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