“So, Kristen, sweetie, how was college?”
“Positive.”
“Something enjoyable occur?”
“No.”
“Are you wanting ahead to your get together this weekend?”
“I suppose.”
“Aw, c’mon, it is your sixteenth birthday! It is a huge deal! How about I order you a pleasant frilly pink cake with a lot of ribbons and bows and puppies on it? Huh? Would you want that?”
“MOTHER.”
“What?”
“NO.”
“Properly, what sort of cake do you WANT me to order, then? Simply inform me!”
“One thing to speak the utter futility of contemporary existence.”
“….”
“And NO BOWS.”
“Er… So that you need like a cranium and crossbones or one thing?”
“Simply the cranium.”
“Proper. Er…okay! Nice! We’ll simply work in a enjoyable pirate theme!”
“No matter.”
