Well...
My mom: "I think you've got a cra-ush!"
Me: "You know that wouldn't work out."
My mom: "What do you mean?"
Me: "You know my preference."
My mom: "Oh."
Me: "Yeah."
*awkward silence*
My mom: "Well, I guess I didn't know at least one thing about you! Mysterious!"
Me: "Just, Just no."
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