*mom had trouble getting the car door open before*
Me: You were trying to open it when he was trying to unlock the car.
Mom: No.
Uncle: Yeah huh! You’re like Dad now. All senile and trying to get out of the car before i stop.
Mom: Am not.
Uncle: Yep.
Mom: At least i’m not a fucking gimpy like you two.
*walks away in a huff*
Gahhh mother…. yes, be fucking happy that you’re not in pain every fucking day. That you’re not sitting here waiting for the phone call that says, “yes you can have an MRI so we can finally fix your knee.” To be fucking 18 and being tested for rhumatoid arthritis. Your fucking lucky. Thanks for pissing off a PMS-ing, in pain, 18 year old girl. Thanks.



