The night's synopsis goes something like this: dinner is done, girls are put to bed, mom goes down stairs to finish cleaning the kitchen. Suddenly the phone rings. A wave of popularity rushes over me. I realize the ring tone is the home phone ring tone. Mom thinks to herself, wait a minute the home phone is charging in my bedroom upstairs... hmmm, I wonder who this could be?
Mom: Hello
Clara: Hi mom
Mom: HI clara.
Clara: What are you doing?
Mom: I'm cleaning the kitchen. What are you doing?
Clara Indistinguishable gibberish
Mom: I have an idea.
Clara: Oh what mom?
Mom: How about I run upstairs real fast and spank you because you're not in bed?
Phone drops. Door slams. End of conversation.
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