daily story- March 3

today in the car my mom was trying to imitate a "ghetto philadelphian"...

My mom, in a weird low voice, over annunciating every word: "Give me a cigarette some wuuter ice and a jointt. And may I please have one of them there jawns please. No I don't know what a jawn is, I just want one because they seem to be very popular. Everyone always wants one... I don't know why but they must be good."

... i love my mom.