When I was 7, my mother served corn and green beans alongside Pizza Hut at my birthday party. That’s what mothers are for.
When I was 15, my mother made me wear a jacket to a pool party on a cold evening. That’s what mothers are for.
Twenty minutes ago, my mother e-mailed me to inform me that new operating system is an anagram of Ross’ giant enemy wept. That’s what mothers are—what? No. That’s what my mother is for!
Ah, family. Happy Thanksgiving!
November 26th, 2006 at 1:47 pm
i LOL’d, anyway, happy thanksgiving to you too. ;)
November 26th, 2006 at 2:40 pm
Bill Gates = Bagel List…thanks for the link :)
November 26th, 2006 at 3:11 pm
Happy Thanksgiving (after the fact) to you and yours, Blake.
Keep up the good work!
– Nelson
November 26th, 2006 at 4:17 pm
Ya gotta watch them anagrams. You might end up with Brake Loss.