Mother, please

My friend Michael is pimping his sister’s blog. Which would kind of remind me of all the blog-pimpy e-mails I get around here (and the link swap offers….the answer is no, thank you). But the diff is that Michael’s sister is funny. And so is your mother; you just haven’t looked closely enough at her e-mails, darlings.

I’m sorry, but you are required to read.

(And don’t worry, mommy. I won’t send them any of your material. That’s between you and me. But I swear my mail to you about buying the watch could have fit in here somewhere…you could “amortize” it.) 

Comments (1)

  1. Phil Weber says:

    On my birthday last year, my mother texted me: "44 years ago I was begging for drugs. Nothing has changed. Glad u were born." 🙂