This was said to me so many times, in so many different scenarios, that my mom should have just saved herself the time and frustration by tattooing it on her forehead. I still might not have listened, but it would have looked super cool.
Your mom would say this and you would secretly wish your hand was actually broken just to spite her. But even if it were broken, your mom would still make you use your hand anyway because she didn't have time for your nonsense.
How angry would you get when your mom would spout off with this golden oldie? Had we known that life was not just unfair, but super, ridiculously, colossally unfair, we might have listened to her much early on. (But probably not.)
I mean, that all depends. Is the cliff in as nice a place as this? Is the water warm? Will cocktails be served afterwards? Really, Mom, there's a lot here to consider before I can give you a firm yes or no.
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So many times as a kid I tried a preemptive strike with, 'I'm full, but not too full for dessert." Not once did that work out for me. Either my mom was too smart or I was too dumb. (I'm going with the former.)
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It's a phrase that's been handed down from mom to mom, from generation to generation. You will never escape it and you will never get past it. It is a mom's prerogativeto use this phrase because if it wasn't for her, you wouldn't even be around to hear it. (You're welcome.)