"I'm not listening to this" I state
"Well then close your ears, poop face!"
"Shut up, you only exist because of red wine and a broken condom"
"Mommy!, what's a condom?!"
My mothers face turns beat red.
"Yeah mom, what's a condom?"
"Kaylie! Just listen to the damn song!"
And I sit for the next 5 minutes, enduring the obnoxious voices of the Disney gang, singing an awful(er) rendition of Call Me Maybe
