My mom was cooking for this bourgeoisie party she was having. 700 lbs of food for about 12 big time ladies. Anyways, whenever she cooks for these parties she turns into the devil. I started talking to her as I was eating breakfast. I forgot what I said to her but she went freakin buckwild. She started yelling at the top of her lungs and threatened to kill me. I think she also called me the most annoying person in the world and wanted to shoot me. I don't think she realizes that when she gets all mad like that it makes me want to make her even more mad. I told her that I didn't think she would be able to have her dumb party if she killed me. Furthermore, her friends wouldn't want to come over the house of a murderer. I asked her why she has the parties if she has to become the devil when she prepares for them. I ended the conversation with "see you later, you murderer." Just a normal pre-party weekday morning at the Gill residence.