Your moms place of employment
Me: I'm moving back in. Mom: Your room is ready. Me: No, your uterus! Mom: Steph you drink too much
Mom of kid: We don't believe in sugar. Me: I promise it's real. I've seen it with my own eyes.
Because there's a Target on every corner.
Stamps!
I'm in light urn.'
A retail store.
At an apathycary!