"Hi Mum, sorry to bug you, double checking what size screws we used for the Gum Slingers? I gotta stop by the hardware store on the way home, lemme know if you need anything."
"BTW, I think I figured out why I've been feeling like microwave reheated dog shit lately. Did you know you're supposed to space your estrogen pills out through the day instead of taking it all at once? Wait, you did tell me that? It can cause PMS symptoms? Well I'm glad I'm finding this out now and not, say, 6 years into my transition or something like that. Can you imagine?" (I CAN.)
"I feel like my jokes aren't funny enough for crimefighting, or the ones that are funny are too mean. Should I be taking comedy lessons or something? What, no, it's not OCD." (It is.)
"Yes, I know OCD runs in the family, but seeing as how I'm adopted that doesn't count." (It does.)
"Yeah, Brick fixed my Gum Slingers the other day with a sprocket from a goddamn tractor, can you believe it? I was so mad, all this hi-tech equipment and he fixed it with a fucking gear from his parent's rusty old combine. God, I love him so much~."
"Ugh, okay, sorry, gotta go, some GENIUS is robbing the combini down the street. Yeah, I know they're not called that in the US but it's such a cute word I couldn't resist. Combini. Heehee. Com..."
"Love you too, Mum. See you soon~!"
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(Should hopefully be back on the usual schedule soon, just wanna buy myself some time to get ahead on work, thank you for your patience with me!)
(Also yes this is a Berzerk reference)