Just Remembered.
“Hey Matt!” “Holy shit mom don’t be freaky. Sneaking up on me like that!” “Did I scare you?” She asked innocently as I stood there holding my chest. “Yes it was creepy, what are you doing up so late?” I asked. “What are you doing up so late?” She replied. “Making a sandwich.” Then my mother starting going on and on about her flowers for the next season. I have never seen a woman so excited about her damn flowers in my whole life. I guess her garden perhaps gives her some sanity, but it was just too hilarious listening to my mother rave on and on about what wonderful flowers the next season was going to bring to her, how she had planted her bulbs at just the right time last season. I started laughing, I started laughing really fucking feverishly. At first she didn’t notice, it is hard to get her distracted from a good flower rant. But eventually my laugher prevented me from putting mayo on my sandwich and forced me to fall to the ground clutching my insides. “What’s so funny?” She asked me sort of concerned. “Nothing.” I could hardly squeeze out the words. She continued on with her flower talk. My laughing increased so hard I could hardly breath. “WHAT’S SO FUNNY?!” She asked again with a sort of half grin on her face. “YOU ARE MOM! You are being hilarious, I can’t take it!” I finally answered. “Are you high Matty?” She asked in a funny way. “NO of course not.” “You are high, you are!” By this point I wasn’t even denying it I was just laying on the floor laughing so hard I could have almost peed my pants. “Stop being so funny.” I managed to squeeze out in between laughter. “Look at you. Look at you!” She said in a silly way as I was laughing my ass off on the floor on the kitchen. “Go to bed, leave me alone I just cant be around you right now you are being too funny.”

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