
2/27/10 2:08 PM
Fragment of a conversation with my mother this afternoon:
(Aside from me seriously harassing her for nagging me about not calling her instead of getting onto facebook like I told her to.)
MOM:
“So I heard you were pole-dancing at the party.”
Me:
“I was”
MOM:
“Were you drunk?”
Me:
”You know I wasn’t. You were there.”
You know I don’t need to be drunk to dance.” I can pole-dance stone-sober in a cathedral.”
MOM:
“ Well, you have no soul anyway.”
Me:
“Heart, either.”
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