(In the car, this afternoon, roughly translated)
"... Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, mom, I don't."
"Are you sure? What about Marvin? Is he your boyfriend?"
"No! He's like, my brother!"
"Really? 'Cause I like him. I approve. He can be your boyfriend."
Jesus Christ. I might as well date William if my mom approves of INCEST (practically).
Ugghhhh, gross! Disgusting!
... I have to shake the nasties off of me.
After that awkward statement, my mom proceeded to talk about boys that she would approve of me dating and then boys that she would not like so much (...no, it's okay, I don't think that repeating that part of the conversation would be a good idea). It was SUCH a weird car ride. My mom's boy standards are so abnormally high. She was like, "I don't want you to have ugly children."
FOR REAL!!!!!!!
I feel sorry for any future boyfriends.
Anyway, I just wanted to blog about that part of my day because I thought that it was funny and because I know that some of you out there enjoy reading this crazy little corner of the web, every day.
(Hope that you got your daily fix!)
