Mom pulls up Sasha's pants. Sasha pulls them back down, gives Mom a hard look, and says, pulling the pants all the way up, "Mom, THIS . . . is not my style!"
Mom says to Andrew: "Andrew, I never know what to expect from you! You're like a box of chocolates." Andrew replies, "No, Mom, I'm like a bag of crazy beans!"
Mom is telling kids about her childhood. She asks, "Do you think I'm old?" Andrew, attempting to make Mom feel young, "No, Mom. If I saw you on the street, I'd think you were just born."
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- Ira
- o I enjoy shocking people o I’ve always wanted an older brother o I like the sound and smell of fire o I wish I had a magic carpet because I love traveling o I detest literary theory and sci-fi o Bluntness and kept promises instill trust o Dance is proof of music’s immense power o Fake modesty and feigned interest irk me o I remember a vacation my family took when I was three o I have always loved trying on shoes o The most disgusting food I was force-fed was skin off a chicken leg o I don’t like surprises or occasion presents, yet love unpredictability and gifts for no reason o I need to have “alone time” o I prefer simple to outrageous; complicated to boring o I like checklists and agendas, but rarely follow them o I resent menus in foreign languages but adore ethnic cuisine o I change my mind o Old people often approach me o I am stubborn and can only learn from own mistakes o Intimate conversations win over loud parties o Amusement-park rides don’t agree with me o I like my coffee strong and chocolate dark o No artificial sweetener or bacon o Not too many ruffles or flowers o No hotel art or paisley pattern
