When I arrived at mom's with dinner (slow-cooked apple-glazed pork loin, roasted ginger cinnamon butternut squash and roasted asparagus. Did I mention I handle stress with saucepans??) tonight, she was looking solemn. (also annoyed)
"I learned something important today," she announced.
"Do tell," says I.
"well... if you spend your days having your ass end nuked, and they tell you that Pampers Ultra Sensitive Wipes will make your daily business more pleasant? They are lying."
"Ohhhhkay."
"And do you know WHY?"
"Um. I am afraid to guess."
"I will tell you. It is because whatever is in the damn things leaves a film. Like baby oil. BABY OIL. Which serves to amplify the radiation and if you thought your parts were burned before???"
She trailed off, looking really, really pissed.
Boy is it hard to think of a response to a greeting like that.
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Gulp. That's something to remember.
Poor dab. Did that dinner help at all??
this must just be completely miserable for her.
I wish there were something I could do.
HAHAHHA!! I just can't believe your mom would take baby diapers so seriously!!
Ahem... I guess it is a serious issues, I mean, those radio-active waves come around more frequently nowadays...
I think you already used the proper response.
Ohhhhkay
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