Me, standing up just now from from session of finally catching up with flist backlog: When is that stupid football... thing, on? Or is it over already?

Mum: You think I would know?

Me: ...We're both such girls, aren't we.

Mum: Yup.


(As per usual, we're going to watch the ads, and do a load of laundry during the running-jumping-climbing-trees part...)
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