Oh my god, I was asking my mom if I could change my train tickets for Sunday instead of Saturday, because I’m having a birthday party on Friday and I don’t want to be hung over on the train, and my dad jacked my mom’s phone and wrote
"Come on, suck it up! Just pound down a couple beers just before you head out to the train station and you’ll be fine."
and my mom said
"Ok…that was dad writing a message…not me (your mother)"