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At my dad’s retirement BBQ, I gave him a $10,000 Rolex. He smirked, “You’re still my disappointment.”
“Effective immediately, I will no longer fund any household, personal, or emergency expenses for people who call me a disappointment.” Apparently, they had read it too late.
Dad called again. This time, I answered. He didn’t say hello. “You cut off the mortgage?” “I stopped paying your mortgage.”
“You know we rely on that.”
