Austin, to my mom: I’m not sure how to get there [to Ren Fest].
You’ll have to tell me.
Me: Don’t open that door for Mom. She’d love to tell you what to do. If you’re going to open a door, push her out.
Me: Don’t open that door for Mom. She’d love to tell you what to do. If you’re going to open a door, push her out.
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