Conversations with my mother: part ten

December 21st, 2009

Mum: Come on, get up, get out of the spa. We’re going to pose for a family portrait.

Me: Seriously?

Mum: Yes, your uncle brought his camera and I can’t remember the last time we all had a photo together.

Me: I don’t want to do that.

Mum: Just shut up and get out. It’s Christmas and we’re going to look happy.

Me: But I’ve had, like, eight beers.

Mum: Well at least you’ll be smiling.

ha ha ha, nice. Beer always brings out a smile in me too, even though it’s usually hidden behind thinly veiled contempt.

Comment by matt pailthorpe on December 21st, 2009

pics plz!

Comment by b- on December 23rd, 2009

Your mother is a wise, wise woman.

Comment by Brian on December 25th, 2009

I would’ve walked into the room nude

Comment by pulp sarcasm on January 5th, 2010

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