I forgot what we were talking about today to lead to this particular topic but it did. And it ended as quickly as it started.
I think I was reminding one of my parents once again about dipping their food into too much sauce. And then my dad said something along the lines of, "See, if we ever attempt suicide one day, she'll be the one to pull the knife away from us."
So I said, "Yah, but you will pull it back anyway and still cut yourself."
It ended there.
I was thinking that if they were really in a bad mood or just not wanting to listen, my dad'd say, "Don't believe everything they tell you. A little cut won't kill you." and my mum would say, "Don't talk to me like that, ok? I'm your mother." and slice, dissatisfied, frowning all the way.
And they say I'm obnoxious and inappropriate.
:P
LYL
Sunday, September 16, 2007
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