my sibling’s desire to repeat jokes they heard on tumblr in the company of normal people and my mother’s hypersensitive militant veganism clash so often in the funniest ways
this conversation just happened
sibling: i feel like all horses are carnivores. i don’t care what they eat. they’re carnivores in their soul.
mother: (long silence)
mother: i don’t think they are carnivores. i think they are beautiful.