This is a picture of my mom hanging out with my brother in his work-out room. She's obviously decked out in her work-out gear: slippers, pj's and vest.
It looks like she's really feeling the burn!
Showing posts with label Slippers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slippers. Show all posts
Tuesday, 3 July 2012
Thursday, 14 June 2012
Accurately Racist Wallet
This wallet pretty much exemplifies how fobs feel about gifts from their children:
After a lifetime of conditioning, I've come to the understanding that my gift offerings are futile. Despite this, year after year my siblings and I invariably end up buying our mother a present expecting a different reaction each time.
The only thing we've figured out in the past 20 some odd years is that my mom will always appreciate slippers no matter how many pairs she's already hoarded.
After a lifetime of conditioning, I've come to the understanding that my gift offerings are futile. Despite this, year after year my siblings and I invariably end up buying our mother a present expecting a different reaction each time.
The only thing we've figured out in the past 20 some odd years is that my mom will always appreciate slippers no matter how many pairs she's already hoarded.
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