My Mum

There is no way I could describe her. Well thats a lie. She can't cook and if you don't believe me you could always just burn some toast and eat it. That is what all her food tastes like anyways. She ain't a morning person (or any other time of the day when I'm around). She is always my personal taxi driver to anywhere I want. Finally, her wallet is always open and full. For when I ask for money.