I was in my bedroom, dressing up just to kill time.

Trying on outfit after outfit, I admired myself in the mirror.

Me: "It's so hard to choose what to wear."

Me (posing dramatically): "I look perfect in everything."

Just then, the door burst open.

Ma stood there—with her trusty hammer in hand.

Me: "Ack! Ma! How did you get in? I locked the door!"

Ma: "Who do you think owns this house?"

Me: "…You?"

Without hesitation, Ma smacked my butt with the hammer.

Ma: "If you know that, then get your fat butt out of the room instead of wasting electricity!"

She started chasing me around.

Me (screaming): "Ma! At least let me change my clothes first!"