…would be much more fun if I wasn’t ALWAYS (except for one time in two years) the only woman on the line-up and also if the male comics would write jokes about something other than their dicks. Tiresome.

MFM sits in her wheelchair, crying and scratching her leg.

ME: Hey Mom.

MFM: (quizzical look)

ME: It’s your daughter.

MFM: How do you know my daughter?

ME: I am your daughter.

MFM: (pause) I’m sorry. I’m so stupid.