Interesting. I had a roommate that had a friend who was a mormon stay at our place for a bit. Let's call him willy. That is irrelevant and I won't even reference his fake name for the rest of the story. He crashed on the couch, but that isn't important. I lived in a party house at the time, so as you can tell a meltdown was immigrant. It was a collision of two worlds.

We went to a party and he just kept talking about salt lake city and nature, it was sooooo boring. Like yeah dude we got trees too and beer that has more than 2% alcohol. He also talked a lot about hockey, but I vibe with that since I watched The Mighty Ducks when I was a kid, so that was ok. That night, all shell broke loose. In middle of playing flip cup a situation situated. I didn't even get to finish, I was mid-flip.

We got in an argument over him being judgemental about drinking when only hours later he just had a big plate of chili fries for lunch. And a Pepsi (coke if you are from Texas, or pop if you are from those states). Like, hey momo your organs probably aren't dancing for joy as you scarfed down fried potatoes. At least I have the courage to kill my organs with something badass like casual alcoholism. But I am getting a head of yourself.

I regress,

I couldn't believe he made ME argue against eating France fries. But he did. I love fries AND chili but this guy was lecturing my friend and she just look terrified, I had to belligerently do something. He was leaning in while he talked and I was afraid he would like fall over and crush her while he was intoxicated off of sobriety.

I had to move somewhat quick. Time was of the Evanescence. I was of course the CHAD wojak in the argument don't worry, they were the soyjak and were wrong.

I don't know the rules of the Mormon but isn't it supposed to be like your body doesn't get to do cool ♥♥♥♥ like drugs and ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥? But fatty foods are bad. How is that different??? Your body is a temple??? Well, practice what you peach, budyy. What a Hippopotamus. So I called him out big time, and he just yapped on about macros and hulking, yada yada yada, who even cares.

Honestly I had no idea if I was in the right but he stopped talking about Utah for like a day because of it and I think that is good.

Here is what is important: In the heat of the momento I called him a momo and he did not look happy so I think that should be their slur. Momo. Sounds like a good slur if you ask me. And since you are asking me, why yes, I do think that sounds like a mighty good slur.

So yeah maybe you should call your mom a momo. Or maybe a momo but emphasis on the mom part. Like, MOM-O. That can be a sub-slur specifically for Mormon moms even.