... but I am also an excellent poker player, so I'm neutral. Come to think of it, the former accounts for the latter.
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We now present the following as the first part in what may become a continuing series, featuring conversations between my mother and I... (except where obvious, what ensues happened orignally in chinglish)
"So, who did you hang you out with today?"
"You know who my friends are, mom."
"I know the guys that you're friends with."
"Oh come on, you've met some of the girls too."
"I know... Ernie, Terrorist, and Cheney."
"... excuse me?"
"Did I say those wrong?"
Swear to God, that's what she said.
Sorry, Erin, Taryn, and Channing.
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