My mom had this idea that all my friends and I should dress us for yoga.
Really she just wanted to dress me up but didn't want me to look like a fool being the lone pumpkin. Guess what, I looked like a fool anyway.
I tried to tell my mom that my outfit was ridiculous.
Mom was all, "Juj, stand there and let me take your picture.
And I was all, "Fine, but I'm going to show you what I think of this attire."
Things only got worse at yoga. My friend was all, "Can I taste your binky?"
And I was all, "You have GOT to be kidding me."
I'm surprised mom didn't take me to get stabbed in the leg a few more times afterward.