Mum o' D00m

[rebness]

Was so bad last night. After two weeks of eating healthily, I just had to have some beer. (That was all right; it was Michelob.) And then I had some Creme Catalane (oh, so lovely, as  would jaffacakequeen would agree... um... mixed with Bailey's.

SO.

I had a couple of crazy conversations with my mum last night as well. That woman drives me nuts!

Mum:    Here, try these false nails on.

Becky:  NO. They stick to my nails and nearly pull them off and it reminds me of when my thumb got smashed and the nail hung off.  Remember that?

Mum:  Yep. Try it.

Becky:  NO.

Mum:  Try it!

Becky:  NO!

Mum:  You're so mean. If my mum were here, I'd let her put false nails on me.

Becky:   If nan were here, I'd run, because she'd be a zombie.

Mum:   No, she wouldn't.

Becky:  Yes she would! Resurrected corpses are zombies. They eat brains, and stuff.

Mum:  Well, Christ was resurrected. Does that make Jesus Zombie Jesus?

Becky:   You're going straight to Hell, woman! WITH ZOMBIES.

Mum:  Jesus wouldn't be in Hell!

***

Mum:  Hey, you didn't e-mail Helen over that apartment in Greece!

Becky:  I TOLD YOU TO REMIND ME WHEN I WAS ONLINE *headdesk*

Mum:  You should have reminded me to remind you, idiot.

Becky:  Whatever, flesh bag.

Mum:  Flash bag?

Becky:  Flesh bag.

Mum:  Frash bag?

Becky:   GRAAUGH. Leave me alone. Becky go to sleep now.

Mum:  All right, all right. I'll leave you alone if you just tell me what you said.

Becky:   Flesh bag. F-L-E-S-H B-A-G

Mum:  Ewww! Becky! Don't say that. That's horrible. Oh my God, that's just evil. Flesh bag? It makes me think of my flesh rotting.

Becky:  Ehehehehhee.

Mum:  Shut up, Frash bag.

Becky:  o.O

Crazy woman. Now you know where I get it from.

Comments

[rebness.livejournal.com]

Yeah! I bought two bottles. >:)

It was really nice with Baileys. I WANT TO GO BACK TO BARCELONA.

To stock up on Creme Catalan.