My mom calls me up and asks “Why did it cost $50 to mail this package?” I reply “Why DID it cost $50 to mail that package?!” “You wanted it overnighted, right?” I go into a fugue state because the package has been in their car longer than a round trip to deliver it and come back
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would have taken. Why? Why would she overnight it? Then she starts laughing. “Got you.” Twitter, I cannot live through my mom and dad both always trying to do bits.