So here is my email for today. What special dinner did u make last night. U know, I am not gonna go to LA until u learn to cook something good cuz I can cook crap here for myself. No need to fly 3000 miles to eat crap.
Brother
Does anyone want to adopt me?
I feel like I need to cure cancer or save Africa from AIDS before I'll get any kudos from any family member. Just for the record, the only reason I don't have an email from Mommy up here is because she's not hip to the workings of the internet just yet, so emailing is a process that, with her, is slower than snail mail.
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What's wrong with your family? Can't they appreciate effort? The dinner looks almost as good as it did on the "Hungry Man" frozen food package you microwaved.
And they didn't even comment on the presentation. A classic fork on the right, knife on the left. Oh, wait, are you supposed to cut the chicken with the tea spoon? Or is is there to help scoop the mashed potatoes?
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