once upon a time, me and my sister were talking about birth control. now I've no idea why we were on that subject, and I've no idea how my mom heard us, but my mother did hear us and decided to walk over and give us her input.
"did you two know that Michael is proof the pull-out method doesn't work?"
my jaw hit the floor... seriously what the hell... my mom just informed me of the truth of my conception. what mother does something like that?
my mother, seeing the look on my face, starts giggling like a little girl. she seemed to think the scarring of my psyche was the funniest shit on earth. since then she has occasionally told me other fun facts about her bedroom habits, and that is the story of why I feel I must periodically give my mother a bit of insight into my sex life.
revenge is a bitch.
and now for a rather inspired comic CTVF
