#1 Daughter

Mom, excessively coughing – “I’m dying here.”

Me – “Not quietly enough.”

Mom – “You’ll cry when I’m gone.”

Me – “Yeah. I will. And I’ll also be like ‘Jesus Christ, isn’t it quiet now?'”

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