Oh man, dude, I'm in a fucking pickle, dude.

Okay.

So I'll try and add some context for like where the story begins.

So my girlfriend and I, we recently, I mean, not recently, but we graduated college, moved to a city together.

Things are going well, you know, like I really care about this girl.

I want to make it work.

But for the life of her, she just can't, like, keep place of things. No object permanence. Okay. You're getting a baby. She closes her. You play peekaboo, and she's like, fuck. Ah! Eric! No money. Where did you go? You're like, that's here. I was just putting on a hat. Anyway, go ahead. You know? So in the moving process, ended up losing some important documents, like a social security card, right? So I was like, ah, man, that shit sucks. Like, you know, probably talk to your mom, get a new one. You know, this shit can be replaced. So, um, right. That happens. And then like a month later, her mom comes to visit us. Right. And then I come, you know, I pick her up from work, meet her downstairs. And then she's then she's like you know making small talk she's like oh by the way how did uh you hear back from the police yet

i'm like what what do you mean that's awesome she's like you know the report and it was like no

what the fuck and then my girlfriend comes in like ushers her away like kills the conversation

I talked to her apparently she told her mom that she lost her stuff because her purse was stolen

hilarious like she was too embarrassed to admit she just fuck oh man that's hilarious. So now her mom, she keeps like, I don't know, she just keeps sliding me about it.

Your mom does?

And her mom does?

No, her, her mom does.

Yeah.

The way she told the story is that I was there.

Her purse was stolen.

Oh, my God.

That's really funny.

She was like, yeah, we were at a bar and a guy stole my purse right in front of him.

And he just pissed his pants, actually.

Can you actually getting you social security

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