"Dear Dad, you are getting quite old;
Your assets, I think, should be sold
And given to me
So that you can be free
To live out those years they call gold."

"Dear son, there's no reason to fret;
I haven't got Alzheimer's yet;
I'll do things my way,
'Till it's all pissed away;
Not one nickle or dime you'll get!"



Kyra_Ny <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" />

He should have treated poppy better.