I’ll be praying for ya boy.
Be nervous. I’m not giving it to you until after you do the first dance.
Now I really am nervous.
You need Jesus.
Oh, do let us go there. I already have a gift selected.
Oh goodness. I’m nervous now.
Yes that is on the plus side. One of the few reasons being here isn’t so bad.
Well there you go.
Don’t be a debbie downer!
I’ll be laughing if it’s yours.
I’m just being honest.
Let’s not go there.
Not really, I am used to my mother bitching at me on this day.
Then on the plus side, she’s not here today.
You just are. What’s your gut telling you?
I think so, maybe and maybe there’ll be another wedding? I dunno, I’m getting a feeling.
My gut tells me that I’m never leaving.
Oh, another wedding. Yay.
I guess I could. I don’t really know. I stopped celebrating Mothers day when I was five.
Oh. So this isn’t really a big deal for you.
The only mother-like figure is my uncle, and he isn’t a mother… or a girl.
Yeah, that is true. But you can still thank him? I think…
I don’t really have a real ‘mother’ to say happy mothers day to… Mines a bitch.
Awh, I’m sorry to hear that. What about a mother-like figure?