Little Miss Rigby is mad at me because I won't let her leave the house in her mini skirt and Christmas half-top.
"Where are you going, Rigby?" "Um, no where, Mom!"
"You're darn right- you're not leaving the house dressed like that!" "Mom! You just don't understand!"
"Ever since you lost that 1/2 pound you think you're all that." "MOM! You're so mean!!!"
"Blah blah blah, I can't hear you, MOTHER!"
"If you agree to change your clothes, we'll go outside and maybe run into that Boxer down the street..." "Really? Okay- Mom, you're not so bad!"
(I am such a dork!)
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