《Sh*t My Parents Say》053 || Mom

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Mom and I had just gone to Tim Horton's and we were given a tray for our three drinks.

"I hate the smell of recycled paper," she said as we drove.

"It makes my hands smell like the elephant dung," I said, holding the tray.

"Um, I don't know what elephant dung smells like, so I can't make that connection."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I don't go out to buy elephant shit," she said, laughing a little.

"They make it into books and journals," I explained.

She laughed more and said, "What I'd like to know is who decided to use the elephant dung. Why not horse shit, or cow shit?"

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