Life with Mom

Driving with my mother again.  She punches me in the arm.

“Ow!” I protest.  “You can’t go punching me in the arm any time you feel like it.  Not only that, I don’t even see a bug.”

Mom (pointing):  “The car up there is a Volkswagen.  There aren’t enough beetles around.”

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