"Hello dear."
"Mom just letting you know. We are about half way there and should be home about 7pm
"Oh dear. Honey, I guess I forgot to tell you. Your father and I won't be there. We flew to Florida yesterday."
"WHAT? WHY? IT IS CHRISTMAS Mom. We ALWAYS get the family together on CHRISTMAS."
"
"What? You never what? Mom, it's me. Brian. One of your seven children."
"I
"WHAT?"
"
"MOTHER. But what about the rest of us?"
"HELL, you are ALL a bunch of
Fred is a total asshole, Myron is a
GET A LIFE Brian, preferably one without that slut you are
"GOOD GOD MOTHER, WHAT has gotten into you?"
"Nothing, except your father seven times for which I am eternally UNgrateful."
"WHY did you have us then for God's sake?"
"GROW UP BRIAN, I got knocked up so I could get money from the government. Simple as that. Welfare, Brian. Do you seriously think we would have gotten that big house, gone to Europe twice and driven a new Cadillac every year all those years on what your father made? HAH!"
"For
"Good Lord, Brian. Nobody has used that expression for 20 years at least. And stop calling me Mom. It is a painful reminder of all the lost best
"GOOD LORD, MOTHER. GOODBYE."
"Good bye you nerdy little pinhead, GOOD RIDDANCE and take your snot-nosed siblings with you. I have a Mai Tai to finish."
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