*Your mom sets out her 'I'M HER MOM' shirt for the next day's PTA*

Mom: Isn't it dashing?

You: Er... Sure.

Mom: Well good night honey!

*Mom goes in her room. You get your scissors.*

You: There! DIE YOU FILTHY SHIRT!

*Next morning*

Mom: Oh my! This shirt is in shreds!

You: Heh Heh!

Mom: Oh good thing I have the backup one...!

You: Ugh WHYYYYY!