Conversation with my mother
(In talking about her broken dryer and the annoyance of finding enough places to hang-dry the clothes in the winter time when the outdoors is not an option, my mother brings up the consequences of not keeping up with the laundry)
Mom: "I mean, worse comes to worse, if you run out of underwear you can at least go... what's the word? Gestapo?"
Me: O_o
Mom: ...
Me: o_O
Mom: "That isn't the word, is it?"
Me: "No, I rather think not."
Mom: "Commando! That's it!"
*facepalm* I laughed for the next several minutes as the Gestapo vs. Commando fought it out in my brain.
Mom: "I mean, worse comes to worse, if you run out of underwear you can at least go... what's the word? Gestapo?"
Me: O_o
Mom: ...
Me: o_O
Mom: "That isn't the word, is it?"
Me: "No, I rather think not."
Mom: "Commando! That's it!"
*facepalm* I laughed for the next several minutes as the Gestapo vs. Commando fought it out in my brain.
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My mom is hysterical. That exchange kept me in stitches on and off all day.