My mother’s competitiveness sucks the joy out of Mets fans

“Hahahahhaha. What happened to the Mets? Weren’t they in first place all along? Hahahahhha. That’s what people get for spending a whole lot of money on jerseys for a loser team. If you had bought a Yankees’ jersey, you could wear it proudly instead of hiding it in shame. Hahahahahahaha” -my mother. That’s right, trash talked by my mom. What up?

I’ll be doing the Tuffel Shuffel in my room, if anyone’s looking for me.

3 Responses to “My mother’s competitiveness sucks the joy out of Mets fans”

  1. Karol Says:

    I love your mom. This reminds me of this:

    http://www.alarmingnews.com/archives/002059.html

  2. Dawn Summers Says:

    Yes, my mother’s hatred of me has a long checkered history. When Fisch and I were playing Scrabble in her apartment, he was all “don’t worry ms. summers i won’t beat her and make her cry.” and my mom was all “no, no beat her and by a lot. I like to see her cry.”
    Thankfully, he kept his promise.

  3. Karol Says:

    It’s not very checkered.

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