Story of My Life

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*At home, alone, about to make a bowl of cereal*

*Drops bowl and it breaks*

Me: Oh poop.

*Gets text*

From Mom: Thanks again for staying home, sorry I had to work late today. Want me to bring anything home for you?

My mind: Are you kidding me?

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