Mr. Right

We were having a perfectly normal, boring weekend...little bit of laundry, some cleaning, kids were off playing in the neighborhood...you know, the usual. Then, my son (13) comes home and says he has met a new friend, and can this new kid come in and play some video games with him. I do the usual drill sergeant grill...

"What's his name?"
"Where does he live?"
"Who are his parents?"
"How old is he?"
"What are his parents social security numbers, and how much is their annual income?"

Just the usual stuff...lol

Ok, this new friend, Jason, comes in with my son and they begin the slaughter and mayhem that is the norm on today's teen video games. I pop into the bedroom every once in a while...I am the intimidating parent ya know? Two 13 year olds in one room...DANGER WILL ROBINSON!

I figured this new kid would be staying for dinner, and knowing how much my own son can eat, I adjusted our dinner menu accordingly...in other words, I added another brontosaurus to the grill.

All is well in the house of wmy...I am happy my son has a new friend cause most of his school friends do not live in our neighborhood. All is happy and sappy ...until...

We sit down to dinner, and before Jason sits down, he takes off his hooded sweatshirt....and I am presented with this......................................

Black t-shirt with white lettering...


"I may not be Mr. Right, but I will fuck the hell out of you until he shows up."

So, you know me, being the cool mom and all...I start choking and gasping.

"Does your dad know you are wearing his shirt Jason?"

"Oh, this is mine, my mom bought it for me."

Well, what the hell??? and mother fuck!!! His MOTHER bought it for him??
Did Courtney Love have another child, and I missed it?!?

Being that my 7 year old was also at the table and does know how to read now, I made Mr. Rightnow put his hoodie back on.

Later on, after I had sent the future porn star on home to his loving mama, my son (13) and I had a talk where he basically let me know that I had overreacted...and embarrassed him when I had Jason put his shirt back on!!!!
Oh dear lord?? Not that!! I would never want to embarass my kid!! Never!! hahahahahha

So, until I get to meet this mother of the year, there is no way in fucking hell that my kid is gonna be spending time over at his new buddies house...when oh when did I turn into such a prude?? I guess my brain was affected by my vagina being ripped to shreds while trying to bring those damn kids into this world...embarrassing them is just my reward, right?? hahahah

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