Dear Mom,
What is so unclear about: a) Lights off, b) I'm under the covers, c) My eyes are closed, and d) I'm snoring?
Obviously I'm sleeping. Why do you continue to insist on having a conversation with me at midnight using your "day-time" voice?
And it's never a simple conversation, like "Cory, did you feed the dog?" It's always something like, "Cory, what do you think about the president's recent visit to Iraq? Do you think it was a good idea for scientists to demote Pluto from a planet to a star? What are you're thoughts about Martin Scorcese? Do you think he's been screwed out of an Oscar for political reasons?"
I DON'T KNOW MOM! I'M SLEEPING!
Why don't you try having these conversations with me in the morning between your marathon viewings of Cold Case and HBO Autopsy. Geez.
Oh, and I notice you have a cold with a cough. How about taking a break from sucking down your nicotine sticks? I kinda have a feeling that they might make the cough worse.
Love, Cory
2 comments:
I know damn well that mom did NOT ask you about your view of Iraq. It was probably more of a..."can you pull this hair off my chin" or "Do you think I should make my hair color a bit more orange-ish?"
ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh.....
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