Ziva vs Bieber

Mommy mock-sang that Bee-bur “Baby” song at me. So, now I am sitting at the big window with her tablet writing this post. At the time, I threw her some shade and said, “Mom. No. I don’t do Bee-burs. If you bought me a Bee-bur doll, I would pee on it and tell you to send it to Canada with a note that said, ‘Thanks. Hash tag no thanks. I’d like to return this fake for another Avril or Celine.’ And then I would tell them to take him back. He is their responsibility, so kindly send him somewhere he will never be found. Like the North Pole. But not the one with Santa. I’d get a lump of coal! And then I would ask you for another so I could do the same, but this time send it to Usher with a note that says, ‘WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!'”

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My cat throws verbose shade.