back in early grammar school days, and more than a few times, when nosin around to find out what pops wanted at those gift situations, he'd say sumthin like 'what do i want? well, it sure would be nice iffn u, ur siblings, and take ur mom for supervision, would be on the next space shuttle flight. wouldn't that be nice?' then, id run to moms saying 'pops wants us to visit the moon, or mars, or wherever that plane is going to, without him!'
moms would be like 'don't tell him cuz it's a surprise, but we bought a one way ticket to kookachimba (sum kind of hungarian jokeword for 'far away.' lol) for him.' highly confoosing for a kid, cuz i thought that we were all 24/7 gifts of wonderfulness. who knew? upon further review, it was no accident that each of us was deposited at the door of the dmv the instant we became license eligible. this explains why, pre license times, he would often say when asked for the millionth time to get a ride sumwhere, 'we bought u a bike, and u also have legs. use them.' 'but pops! it's 10 miles away! uphill! and there's 5 feet of snow!'
'dress warm.'
funny guy, that one. full of yankee directness.
this always was a gift for them that seemed particularly enjoyed,
of course, being forced to go to school always seemed like a violation of my human rights, but neither one of them would ever help me to find a lawyer. i think they all belong to sum union where this is the motto,