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A Teenage Adult

My mom is a really weird person. She is, despite her age, one of the biggest Backstreet boy fans I have ever seen. She lives, eats and breathes backstreet boys. When something happens to one of the members (possibly them breaking up or some other type of group-affecting scenario) she cries like there is no tomorrow. It is almost embarrassing. 

I can’t even take people in her room. She has a custom pillow of Nick from the “BSB” and personalized blankets where she photoshopped herself in a group photo of them. She is, in many ways, the ultimate fan and probably is more a fan of them than any preteen girl pretends to be.

I find it a little creepy, to be honest, because they are like 15 to 20 years younger than she is. But whatever. It makes it really easy to find her some more personalized birthday gifts which makes my life easier, since otherwise she would probably be a really hard person to buy for. Now I just create something backstreet boy related (because she owns everything that has already been made) and she seems to be overjoyed with whatever it is I get her for her birthday.
 
 

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