my mom is drinking milk with ice and my dad wont let her join us in the living room unless she gets rid of it o mg
update: my mom made another glass of milk w/ice and looked him dead in the eye and said “make me” before sitting down omg my mom is a rebel
update update: my dad poured tHE MILK DOWN THE DRAIN I REPEAT THE MILK IS GONE AND I M LAUGHINH SO HaRD
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