Your moms place of employment
I've cleaned up and found Jesus.
Have your mom sit down on a golf course.
Because there are Targets on every corner.
Stand in the corner, because it's 90 degrees.
To get to a place you've probably never heard of.
Me: "Going on twitter to hang out." H: "Twitter is an app, not a place." Me: *whispers venomously* "Is too a place!!"
At an apathycary!