Me: Yes! Home alone! I can do anything I want!
Me: Ideas, ideas. Hmmm...
Me: I got an idea. *Get's hairbrush*
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Me: YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR BEAUTIFU-U-UL
Mom: *Comes back from shopping*
Me: *Singing and dancing like a maniac to my hairbrush in the living room*
Me: THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL
Mom: What on earth are you doing?
Me: Oh, nothing. Singing? Uh, Brushing my hair? Er.....sorry.
Mom: It's okay.
Both: YOU DON'T KNOW BEAUTIFU-U-UL, THATS WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!