My mother freaks me out

Well, my mom is like me. Unfortunate for me. She makes up weird songs, sings bad to songs, and is just plain weird. Sometimes i play along with her but sometimes she goes to far.
The reason i'm here boring you with my stupid stories is ...... drum roll please ...... my mom. She knows i'm a good writer and thinks this blog might take off and pay for various needs. Like braces ( i don't think i need them)*, and her sports car. And so i become famous. The usual. She also thinks the world needs to know how funny we are.
So, let me introduce myself. I'm just a normal kid in a podunk town (its boring) living with my, as you know weird but fun mother, my dad, and our cute cat and dumb dog. There, you know my story and know a little about me. How do you think i'm doing?

Here is a snip it of the weird. When i asked my mom a question, today, instead of answering in English, she burped the loudest, nastiest burp ever. We then proceded to laugh until we both about peed our pants. Then she started singing opera. Yeah how fun is that?
Bye, i'll post more of my life later. peace out.

* I'm lying, yeah thats not what but oh well gotta go outside the box sometimes