This weekend I drove my mum and dad to the pub.
Dad: It’s a warm feeling knowing that sometimes your children can be fucking useful
On the way I pulled up at a cash point and mum got out. She was wearing a beautiful butterfly dress, leggings and heels.
Mum: *getting back in the car* Ro, lets ditch your father and go out on the pull.
Me: oooooooooo you’re gonna feel so bad when I tell you what he was saying about you
Mum: *looking at Dad* Ahhhhhhh sweetie I’ll make it up to you later
Then I went home and cooked dinner for my sister Lu and brother Toby.
Toby was telling me about his friends, Tom and Harry.
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