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Adolescence, Clothing, conversation, Family, holes in socks, Humor, laundry, Motherhood, Parenting, Teenagers
A conversation between a mother and a teenage son.
Mother walks into teenage son’s room. Teenage son is laying on bed. Mother looks at floor.
“I’m getting ready to do laundry. Are those clothes clean or dirty?” – Mother
“Um…which ones?” – Old Boy
“Those.” – Mother (pointing to HUGE pile of clothes on floor)
“Dirty.” – Old Boy
“Would you please bring them to the garage so I can wash them…now?” – Mother
“Okay.” – Old Boy
Mother walks toward door and looks at floor again.
“Why are your shoes in here? Would you please put them away too?” – Mother
“Okay. Geez.” – Old Boy
Mother bends over to get closer look at shoes on floor.
“So I’m heading to Target tomorrow. I bet you could use some new socks, right?” – Mother
“Yeah. I do need new socks. How did you know?” – Old Boy
“Mothers are very intuitive about socks.” – Mother

It’s like a super power!
It’s all in the x-ray vision.
How long till this kid is in college? That is going to be one scary dormroom.
Two years until college. I pity the freshman roomates he will have. Although I am sure they will be just like him.
I pity the fool! Sorry – Philly guy here who loved Rocky – where Mr. T got his start.
On your trips to visit, bring air freshner or only go when you have a stuffed nose.
The boys have a snake and fish in their room. So many smells hit you when you enter. Mr. T rocks…just saying.
But Rocky is cooler. Don’t mess with Rocky. This Philly guy won’t hear of it.