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Pokamon
Took my girl to high school this morning, and we had the following conversation, which served to underscore, once again, how annoying mothers can be.
Girl: So, I'm asking Mario to Homecoming today. I brought the Pokemon ball I bought him.
Me: Oh, yes, that's right. You're going to give him the Pokamon ball --
Girl: PokEmon.
Me: -- the PokEmon ball, with a note inside that says please go to Homecoming with me.
Girl: No - not a note. You don't understand about Pokemon.
Me: Yes, I do. I know the ball opens, and there's a Pokamon inside, and --
Girl: PokEmon.
Me: -- there's a PokEmon inside, so it's like a little gift when you play video games.
Girl: No, Mom.
Me: And that's why you're giving --
Girl: No, it's more like ... see ... ugh!
Me: -- that's why you're giving him a Pokamon ball with a note inside.
Girl: Not a note! And it's PokEmon. PokEmon!
Me: Exactly! PokEmon! I told you I get it.
Luckily, the car was stopped when she jumped out. I never did find out what's the deal with giving the boy a Pokamon ball.
Girl: So, I'm asking Mario to Homecoming today. I brought the Pokemon ball I bought him.
Me: Oh, yes, that's right. You're going to give him the Pokamon ball --
Girl: PokEmon.
Me: -- the PokEmon ball, with a note inside that says please go to Homecoming with me.
Girl: No - not a note. You don't understand about Pokemon.
Me: Yes, I do. I know the ball opens, and there's a Pokamon inside, and --
Girl: PokEmon.
Me: -- there's a PokEmon inside, so it's like a little gift when you play video games.
Girl: No, Mom.
Me: And that's why you're giving --
Girl: No, it's more like ... see ... ugh!
Me: -- that's why you're giving him a Pokamon ball with a note inside.
Girl: Not a note! And it's PokEmon. PokEmon!
Me: Exactly! PokEmon! I told you I get it.
Luckily, the car was stopped when she jumped out. I never did find out what's the deal with giving the boy a Pokamon ball.
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