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yendiSo, I was talking to Mom on Friday night.
Me: It was six degrees today.
Mom: Guess what it was like here.
Me: Do I want to know?
Mom: It was so cold, it almost hit eighty.
You know, that was the first time in years that I've had to resist the urge to shout "bitch" at my mother. :-)
Me: It was six degrees today.
Mom: Guess what it was like here.
Me: Do I want to know?
Mom: It was so cold, it almost hit eighty.
You know, that was the first time in years that I've had to resist the urge to shout "bitch" at my mother. :-)