My overprotective mother

      My mother is definitely on the overprotective side. "Text me if you're gonna go anywhere." "Text me when you get there." "You can't wear that shirt." "What time will you be done?" "Who are you going to be with?" The list goes on. Anyway, today we dropped off my little brother's bike to him after school so he could go hang out with his friends. As he was riding away, my mother noticed his helmet was not buckled so we drove to where she knew he would pass by and waited for him. He texted my mom and decided to go somewhere else so we didn't actually see him, but something else happened. We're sitting in the car when all of a sudden, a person on a bike runs straight into the bush next to the car and my mom is just like "Look at this moron. This is why you should wear a helmet."
So moral of the story: Don't run into bushes or my mom will call you a moron and if you're going to run into bushes, wear a helmet.