What The Hell Are You Talking About?

Mama always kept us on our toes during our nightly visits. We never knew what kind of mood she'd be in or what the night might bring... that's Dementia-Mama-Drama.

Vin: Hello Mama.

Mama: I'm so happy to see you!

Vin: How happy?

Mama: Very very very happy.

Vin: Well I'm glad I can make you sooo happy.

Mama: Yeah! But tonight I wanna die.

Vin: Why do you say that? That's an awful thing to say.

Mama: Aww, I'm in such pain. I just wanna cut off my hands and feet tonight. I wanna chop them off and throw them in the garbage pail and then I can finally get out of this place.

Vin: What the hell are you saying? That's crazy. Sometimes I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Mama: That's okay, neither do I... Did you bring me any cake tonight?

Vin: Of course I brought you some cake. It's a good thing you didn't cut your hands off yet.

Mama: Oh you're such a comedian. Gimme that damn cake, I'm dying for it!

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