Also, no one had been drinking. Be afraid.
Me: Who are you texting?
Sister: You know who I’m texting….
Me: Are you sexting?
Sister: No. Stop it.
Me: Did he send you a picture of his junk?
Sister: Eww. Seriously stop it.
Me: I’m just sayin.
Sister: He did send me a picture of his happy trail….
Me: What! Oh my goodness! For real?
Sister: No. Stupid.
Mom: Stop all this “junk” business.
Me: Do you even know what sexting is?
Mom: Uh! Yes, I hear the tv.
Me: You hear the tv? You don’t watch it? You just hear it?
Mom: Whatever. I know what you’re talking about.
Me: You’re so hip.
Mom: Yes I am. For shizzay….shizzy…sheizzy….SHIZ! For shiz.
Me: Wow. You are off the chain.
Mom: Your Mom is dope yo.
Me: (laughing hysterically)
Sister: (laughing hysterically)
Me: My life is so happy.