Who's Gonna Make You Laugh When You Move?

My mom and I went to pick up sandwiches the other afternoon. We always pick on each other. Playfully. I pick, poke and pester like any youngest child would do. All the while cracking myself up.

Then my mom says, "Who's gonna make you laugh when you move? Cause I just know how you love to get a good laugh out of picking on me."

"Oh, I'll still have some good laughs. My sister will keep me updated..." I reply.

"And you will probably tell people there some stories about me."

"Oh, no doubt."

"Gee thanks."

"Anytime."