Spasticated

I swear... my parents will be the cause of my death one day...

an actual conversation with my mom just after dinner...

M: Grandma's birthday is on the 27, can you make it?

G: Not sure... why?

M: coz have to make reservation

G: then i don't think i going...

M: WHY?

G: If you want me to go then tell me la~ okok, i'll go

M: You think you go i don't need to pay money for the dinner issit?

G: Fine, then i'll not go...

M: See them once a year also so difficult...

G: Hello... I go to ALL the gatherings/dinner/karaoke killers all the time... the person who sees them only ONCE a year is you other daughter, not me...

M: I don't care... you're going!

G: *spurts blood*