“Can you teach me how to make curtains?” I asked Mom.
“Yes,” she said pleasantly. “You just buy them from the store.”
“But I’m picky about fabric, so I want to make them myself.”“I suggest you not to do it,” she responded.
Chupa and his friend Jonic spent the evening singing and jamming along to Daniel Caesar’s “Get You,” which requires a lot of falsetto and features the lyric, “everything I need's . . . between . . . those thighs.”