In a bizarre twist today, Mom tried to stop me from singing the lyrics to one of her favorite songs, Spaceman, by The Killers.
Apparently, she didn't know the lyrics, and didn't want me to be singing about ripping people out of bed and blood types.
To which I say: "What the Heck, Mom?"
It was very weird, as she doesn't usually get mad at me for something like that.
Then she told us that we couldn't make sarcastic faces at her, because they irritate her, even though we're teenagers.
To which I say once again: "What the Heck, Mom?"
Aw well, not much use doing anything about it.
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