Unfiltered Story #48052
Unfiltered
| April 4, 2017
(I run out of tissues in my bathroom, so I go downstairs to get another box out of the closet. My mom is lying on the couch in the next room.)
Mom: What are you doing?
Me: Just grabbing a tissue box.
Mom: (mutters) You’re mommy’s little tissue box.
Me: …What?
Mom: (starts laughing) Oh, nothing…
Me: I heard that.
Mom: You heard nothing!
(I am still confused.)
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