I Can't Believe I Sent That Email...

A Momentary Lapse Of Reason

Mom emailed me to ask what we should do for my Dad's 70th birthday, which is approaching in a couple of months.

I hit the "Reply All" button (so now my sister has it, too. Double Trouble!) and just typed in what popped into my head first.

Ahem...

"I think you should give him $200 in $5 bills and let him go to a titty
bar. He's 70 years old, after all. I'd say he's earned it!

Uncle XXX might go, and so would Uncle YYY, as long as no one saw him go in. Uncle ZZZ? Nope, too self-righteous."

Fuck, I'll never hear the end of this one...