After we're done laughing at my yellow-cab-matchmaking story, my mom points out, "You know, Sabila, most of these boys who drive cabs are doctors and PhDs. They've probably just moved here and are waiting to take their exams. They're good boys. What did this cabbie look like?? Did he sound like he came from a decent family?"
Ahem.
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your mother never ceases to amuse me.
Same here Sasha. She makes these comments with such wide-eyed innocence that one can't even pretend to be pissed at her.
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