“Tommy, tommy, ya gotta get ready fa church. Let’s go, your grahndmutha alreadys got the pork roll ready and ya eggs are gettin cold, sweety, yav got to get up and go.”
“Ma. MA. I TOLJA already. I can’t! I play for the Giants now, I gotta game! I gotta get ta work, ma! You KNÜ this!”
“Ah, so your little game is more important than breakfast with your grandma and your own mother. Fine. Go play ya game, Thomas.”
“Tommy, tommy, ya gotta get ready fa church. Let’s go, your grahndmutha alreadys got the pork roll ready and ya eggs are gettin cold, sweety, yav got to get up and go.”
“Ma. MA. I TOLJA already. I can’t! I play for the Giants now, I gotta game! I gotta get ta work, ma! You KNÜ this!”
“Ah, so your little game is more important than breakfast with your grandma and your own mother. Fine. Go play ya game, Thomas.”
“I wish the Lord would take me now”
“At least you’ll be home fuh Sunday dinnah right”?
……
“I’m a terrible motha, my own son, not gonna be home fuh Sunday dinnah”.
oh god all my catholic guilt just came back at once.
I’m gonna go call my mom
“Tommy what’s da matah with you, you’re breakin your muthas hart 🤌🤌🤌”