SIGN OF THE TIMES
My Mom and Toby say…
5 Tobys for keeping the holiday spirit, unlike the Westboro Baptists Church whom I am in the midst of composing a letter to - FOR REAL. Ask Tanner about my previous letter writing campaigns. Don’t get this MOM mad.
Speaking of signs: My biggest fear, seeing Tanner and Vicki on Interstate 695 holding signs that read “Will Work For Food”. Really not that bad, since Tanner’s diet consists of chicken fingers, french fries, and pretzels. Just ask Vicki, that boy is picky picky.
And I’d like to add…
My mom is quite serious about writing letters when she is not happy. Off the top of my head she’s sent angry letters to the presidents of Honda, Six Flags, IHOP, assorted hospitals, and Bank of America. And I know for a fact that she spent most of 2010 sending angry letters to one of Maryland’s most despicable slumlords. Because of my mom’s angry letters several low income apartments in Linthicum, Maryland finally have working air-conditioning and heat. I’m not joking, my mom really is a crusader for the people, and is proof that the pen can sometimes be mightier than the sword. Of course if she had a sword that would be pretty damn awesome.