We Deliver For You
So my parents are here. God love them, they’ve been packing up your Kickstarter rewards all day.
It’s been incredibly entertaining.
My 81-year old mother fired my father several times today because she didn’t like the way he stuffed envelopes. There was also a heated debate over what CF4L stands for, despite the fact that I repeatedly told her that C does not stand for “cock.”
I told my mother the whole Jacqueline Stallone story. I asked for her a formal opinion on the issue so I could share it with my readers.
“She wants me to look at her ass?”
“No, she wants you to pay her to look at your ass.”
“I think she should pay people to look at her face.”
“Well, I don’t disagree. But that’s not the arrangement.”
“She needs a psychiatrist.”
“So you would not pay her $600 to look at your ass?”
“No one is looking at my ass, I’m Sicilian. You tell a Sicilian woman you want to look at her ass, you find a horse’s head in your bed.”
So, there you go.
Then we had pizza, and mailed out another 400 packages.
And then I told them what Goatse is.
Back to work!