Mom: Lan, get offa the computer!!
Me: But moOOOOoooom!
Mom: No buts! Go. To. Bed!
Me: But the internet needs me! If I leave now I'm betraying it's trust and it may take years to gain it back.
Mom: Well then. The internet should go see a therapist for its deep emotional and psychological problems and you should GO TO BED. Now, young lady.
Me: Yes, mom.
Me: *after she leaves* I'm so sorry, honey, I'll make this up to you later. Mom just doesn't understand.
Mom: I better not be hearing talking! Butt. Bed. Now.
Me: Ugh... yes, mother. Yeesh.
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