I can’t take it anymore.
I am moving in with Aunt Khloe and Uncle Shazamm because you are just too embarrassing. I like it there. The rap music is loud when I am trying to do my homework, but at least pictures of your boobs do not surround me.
How many times can one kid be forced to look at their mother naked? Can’t you just be like other moms and wear underwear and sweaters? Don’t you have some sweat suits in one of your closets? Aunt Kourtney always wears clothes. Why can’t you?
I just can’t have my friends come over anymore because you have that weird picture of yourself covered in baby oil over the fireplace. I want my friends to come over and hang out and not ask me if your butt is fake. No one else’s mom has a fake butt. It’s weird.
Why can’t you get another hobby like sewing?
Just leave me alone. Maybe I will come back if you take the pictures down and if you start wearing clothes again.
* Kate Casey is a Pop Culture Lover. PR Pro. Mom. Comedy nerd. Celebrity gossip fan. Follow her on Twitter @KateCasey