Acting Like A Jersey Housewife

(I get up the courage to ask the guy I like to prom, and find out another girl already asked him. I’m extremely upset and venting to my mom.)

Me: “I was walking up the stairs today and I just wanted to spit on her head!”

Mom: “Now, it’s not her fault.”

Me: “Fine! I want to spit on the situation’s head!”

Mom: “You have something against Jersey Shore?”