I didn't quite catch what Mom said before she died. It was something like "You stupid bastard — bring back my ashtray", but she apparently didn't notice that I'd also made off with her cigars.
I don't mind paying a reasonable amount for lunch as long as Mom continues to pick my teeth afterward.
I sent Mom a cookie for her birthday but since she's dead it may take a while to catch up with her. She'll probably understand, and if not I'll take the goat over to poop on her grave. Goat poop always got a chuckle out of her.
I told Mom I was going to join the Aard Force and she said no, but she's dead now, and I'm in my 70s now, so screw that. Never take advice from the dead. All of them are dead for a reason, you know.
I went over to ask Mom what I should be when I grow up, but she's still dead. Now what? I'm in my seventies and still clueless.
If Mom were still alive she'd be dead by now. Something I can no longer help her with.
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Me? Maybe if I drink more vinegar.
