My brother-in-law is 28. He frequently joins us at the cabin in California. He doesn't do anything to help out. No dishes, no dinners, nothing. This morning he sat at his computer rearranging a mix to a Portishead song while we discussed who would make his bed, me or his mother. This is why I am allowed to hate him.
Boyfriend's mom: Squeal, I see you as the next Bill Gates... a real genius in the field of computers.
Squeal, nodding head: Thank you, mother. Thank you.
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