Stuff my mom says

While Noona was here, she wanted a dress altered since it didn't fit her right. Our mom is a sewing wizard (or at least, a sewing adept.)

Mom: Go to my bedroom and get the sim reeper.

Laura: (laughing) You know Mom, it's a good thing I can understand your accent. You mean "seam ripper".

Mom: That's what I said, sim reeper.

Laura: Seam ripper!

Mom: Sim Reeper!

Laura: SEEEEEM RIPP-PER!

Mom: SEEEM REEPER!

Laura: RIP, Mom, RIPPER!

Mom: RIP! RIPPER! (Laura and Mom are laughing hysterically.)

Laura: Seam ripper.

Mom: Sim ripper. (Laura sighs.)