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Song: do you ever feel like a plastic bag.
Me: no I feel like Madonna bitch!

Mom: *walks in and hears me cursing* Kimmy swear again and I'll kill you
Me: mom threaten me again and I'll call the police.
Mom: try me Kimmy!
Me: *calls 911 and tells them*
Mom: why would you do that?
Me: you told me to try you and I did.
Have fun in jail!!!!

I honestly died while typing this.😂😂😂😂😂

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