We were sitting there on the ...

We were sitting there on the couch together, and he pushed himself up to go but then fell back down onto the couch and sneaked a kiss onto my cheek. Augustus! I said. Friendly, he said. He pushed himself up again and really stood this time, then took two steps over to my mom and said, Always a pleasure to see you, and my mom opened her arms to hug him, whereupon Augustus leaned in and kissed my mom on the cheek. He turned back to me. See? he asked.
We were sitting there on the couch together, and he pushed himself up to go but then fell back down onto the couch and sneaked a kiss onto my cheek. Augustus! I said. Friendly, he said. He pushed himself up again and really stood this time, then took two steps over to my mom and said, Always a pleasure to see you, and my mom opened her arms to hug him, whereupon Augustus leaned in and kissed my mom on the cheek. He turned back to me. See? he asked.
 John Green

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There are at least two distinct meanings of 'hot': there is the, like, normal human definition which is that 'this individual seems suitable for mating'. And then there's the weird, culturally constructed definition of 'hot' which means, 'that individual is malnourished and has probably had plastic bags inserted into her breasts'. Like, I think if you went back to the 18th century and asked a 15-year-old boy, 'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?' that 15-year-old boy would probably be like ... 'What's plastic?'
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Right, except I'm not going to lie to my mom, because what kind of (man) lies to his own mother?
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I wish I knew how to quit you, Tumblr.
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But mothers lie. It's in the job description.
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The phrase booze and mischief left me worrying I'd stumbled into what my mother referred to as "the wrong crowd," but for the wrong crowd, they both seemed awfully smart.
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