|Not my Mammy, my one is less criey|
Actual conversation with my mother when I was back in Ireland. The subject of my abilities on the soccer pitch came up.
Mammy: 'I remember watching you out in that field playing football when you were just a wee boy'
GBM: 'Oh yeah Ma?
Mammy: 'Oh yes, I used see you run in the opposite direction of the ball'
GBM: 'And you were surprised when you found out I was gay'
Mammy: 'Ah now, you were too young then to know yourself, how was I to know. I just thought you'd grow out of it'
GBM: 'Never did, did I'
Mammy: 'I guess not'
Irish mammies, you gotta love em. I know I do mine