“Listening to Roberta tell a story about a serious car accident from 1967 that she was in.”
uh-oh. Berta’s bringin the party down a notch. I forgot to mention to you that Roberta is horribly disfigured.
…just kidding! Don’t worry, she’s alright, kids, she makes it out in the end. I’m picturing my mom sitting in the living room with Roberta nodding and then looking down at her iphone to text me this message secretly. Although I’m sure she’s stepped into the other room under the guise of another decaf coffee refill.