My Mom was always the coolest,she'd hang out with my friends and I and they all thought she was hot and we'd laugh and have a blast and watch horror movies.
Then,right when I moved out,she went inSANE! I can't even talk to her anymore.
she just started talking about God/The Bible non-stop,like a cult member,the kind where you have to ask the Holy Spirit for guidance before you'll wash your hair or buy a new pair of socks.
She gained about 100 pounds and started drinking heavily.She'd call me completely wasted like a jealous,psycho-girlfriend and cry about how she loved changing my liddow booties when I was a baby ( ?!? )
So then,she got on some anti-depressants and cleverly started drinking also.
She asked me if I wanted to hang out.I said "erm..okay".
So she picks me up,and she's got this look in her eyes like Patrick Bateman,and she drives straight to the liquor store and says "We should rent a hotel room and get drunk and watch cartoons!" ( :comfused: )
So she's wandering around the liquor store in a daze and I say,"Heh,this is weird?" and she gets this grave look on her face,drops her purse,grabs my elbows and looks me square in the eye and says,"Yes,it IS weird" and them storms off back to the car. LOL!
So she turns on the radio,and this song comes on that I hate,so I change the channel,and she FLIPS OUT and violently switches it back to the song and turns the volume all the way up to a distorted,deafening level and speeds back to my house,screeches into my drive way and says GET OUT! hahahaha (CUckoo Cuckoo!)
Later,she decided to leave my dad,BUT,she still loved him,so,she wanted to leave him with a PRESENT?
So my Dad gets home from work to find a note saying,"Goodbye Forever." and a giftbox.
He opens it up,and what's inside (I could not make this up!)
25+ years of marriage,and as a "going away" present,she bought him TWO different mortar and pestle sets,like an alchemist/wizard would use,and a SLINKY!
Happy Psycho's Day!