Lots of that here in California.
Surely don’t call me Shirley, Aunty.
I do, Nephew.
Putting that another way, tact and discretion aren’t Aunty’s M.O. But, we already knew that.
It points to both her parents being lifers.
I don’t believe that is really true, Aunty. But, you are a train wreck, which began a long, long time ago.
Sorry surroundings? So, you’ve always been a waif in the worst trailer park in the county?
They were Bonnie and Clyde
Spot on Aunty! Besides lattes cut into your boxed wine funds.
Duh. That’s why you flunked, Aunty.