I recently spent the night at my mom's apartment, an experience which would take too long to tell you about in what I promised myself would be a quick post (ice cream is calling my name).
Anyway, that night, as I was getting ready to lay down, I looked over and this caught my attention:
I swear to God, she was utterly comfortable and stayed this way long enough to snap several pictures. Well, five at least. Hey, I was tired!
And, apparently, so was she. What a turd.
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