Wednesday, February 07, 2007
More on Moms
I asked this girl to go bowling with me. We're both young mind you, teenagers, and so our parents drive us separately. We see each other and have an awkward 5 minutes of our parents talking, and us standing there looking at our feet. Then I realised I forgot my wallet, and my mum paid for me in front of my date. Great. Then just as our mums are leaving, my dear sweet mother turns around and says "xxxxx (name) sweety, how are you getting home?". realising we had no way of getting hom my mum offered, nay, demanded she stay with us til we finish. She sat at the end of the alley, and we bowled barely speaking a word to each other. When driving home, she jumped in back seat, and me not thinking jumped in front, and we barely talked all drive home, while my mum sung to her ABBA CD.
Posted by bullwinkle at 9:02 PM