Sure she gave birth to you, changed your diapers, kept you from running in the streets with scissors, but how much can you really trust that strange lady in your home often referred to as “mom” or “mother?”
She made you sit up straight, eat your vegetables, always asked if you wanted a second helping of gravey dipped cheese sticks, but could it be a plot to fatten us up and eat us while we sleep? The proof is in the pudding…delicious chocolatey pudding.