Me:
(at one a.m. walking home from Fenenga) When I come home next, can we go and buy jeans? 1/6 of my pairs has just degraded to shorts status and 2 of the remaining 5 are almost transparent.
Mom:
(today at a reasonable hour) Up at 1 a.m. thinking about jeans. Is that like contemplating one's navel?
Me:
It may be the modern-day college student equivalent, yes!
Mom:
Well, can't let the cheeks peek, so shopping we will go.
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