Fresh off the boat?

I'm ready to brave the cold in this forsaken office! I have on four layers of clothing, leggings under my pants and a scarf...maybe I should've brought gloves, too. >.<;

I found another lolz site for you guys thanks to ziggybecket: My Mom is a Fob

Here are a few *edit* from the siteee:

Mom: I saw your credit card statement and one entry had “Fall Out Boy” for $80.
Me: Yeah, so?
Mom: Are you calling gay sex hotline?
Me: What is wrong with you?!!! They are tickets for a concert!

Mom: I make special soup for you, it has special ingredient. Guess.
Me: Um… I don’t know. Ham?
Mom: It is not ordinary ham! It is prostitute.
Me: What are you talking about?
Mom: Prosti… prostituto!
Me: You mean prosciutto?

Mom: You want coffee?
Me: ::grumble::
Mom: Come on! I buy you. You know, what’s called, fuck, fucka, fuckaccino.
Me: FRAPPACCINO!!!!