Me: can I sit in the car and not do anything?
Mom: No. You have to deal with your brothers crap.
Me: I take his "sibling love" cant I have this?
Mom: No. Also you have to sit in the back where it's cramped af
Me: *complains like a teenager does.*
Mom: Quit acting like your 2.
Me: WHAT IN THE UTTER FUCKING GODDAMN BULLSHIT IS THIS MOTHERFUCKING CRAP ITS HORSESHIT