My dad did the grounding. My mother could have cared less what I did. My dad actually patented me, I think I did such bad things to see what I could get away with.
That’s neat. So in a way you are my mom, but you’re really not. I’m getting a migraine just thinking about all of that.
So she’s my sister? Why didn’t she just tell me instead of sending mix messages? I wouldn’t have cared. I’m an only child, but I wanted brothers and sisters.