I love moms but god damn I hate driving with her. She don't been in like 5 accidents compared to my 0. How the fukk is she going to critique my driving skills?
"you're going too fast" I'm going 30 in a 35. Calm down man.
My mom be flinching and there will be one car on the road "you're getting to close" I'll be a whole fukking 10 yards away from it. That's a first down. Shes jumping like were about to have a crash dummy like accident.
Then shes one of people that don't understand stupid side talk remarks that's usually followed by no response. She take it literal.
Me: That road look like an express the way ramp that's why I skipped it *makes u turn and goes on the road*
her: u know this isn't the expressway, it a street.
Me: silent but thinking no shyt mom...what gave it away the trees, mail boxes and house?
Then this is how I know I'm a fukking loser in life. After we get home. She smiles and pats me on the back and say "good job son, u did well" Like I'm that fukking retarded that I need her to patronize me. I'm so stupid that riding home on a few empty roads was some type of feat. I don't need your positive reinforcement. I'm only living home because of long list of complicated factors that stem from a list of complex economic, social and political issues, it don't mean I'm a incapable retard.
My mom is the woat passenger. I would give her 1 star if I was a uber driver. I love her tho, shes such a sweet heart. We barely speak because we got nothing to talk about but shes so pure and kind hearted. Our conversations are a lie on my end. I never want her to worry about me so I lie and pretend that I'm happy and fine. even tho I'm dead inside. I always wondered how she never been jaded or corrupted by the world, its interesting to say the least. Maybe shes some type of monk? i don't know
"you're going too fast" I'm going 30 in a 35. Calm down man.
My mom be flinching and there will be one car on the road "you're getting to close" I'll be a whole fukking 10 yards away from it. That's a first down. Shes jumping like were about to have a crash dummy like accident.
Then shes one of people that don't understand stupid side talk remarks that's usually followed by no response. She take it literal.
Me: That road look like an express the way ramp that's why I skipped it *makes u turn and goes on the road*
her: u know this isn't the expressway, it a street.
Me: silent but thinking no shyt mom...what gave it away the trees, mail boxes and house?
Then this is how I know I'm a fukking loser in life. After we get home. She smiles and pats me on the back and say "good job son, u did well" Like I'm that fukking retarded that I need her to patronize me. I'm so stupid that riding home on a few empty roads was some type of feat. I don't need your positive reinforcement. I'm only living home because of long list of complicated factors that stem from a list of complex economic, social and political issues, it don't mean I'm a incapable retard.
My mom is the woat passenger. I would give her 1 star if I was a uber driver. I love her tho, shes such a sweet heart. We barely speak because we got nothing to talk about but shes so pure and kind hearted. Our conversations are a lie on my end. I never want her to worry about me so I lie and pretend that I'm happy and fine. even tho I'm dead inside. I always wondered how she never been jaded or corrupted by the world, its interesting to say the least. Maybe shes some type of monk? i don't know
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you have no right on what she says
. My momma dont say shyt in my car. I'll turn the music up on her ass
