|Checking out Bean's gift of a "tool box." I don't know why Sweet isn't wearing pants.|
Also, in honor of my dad's birthday, I would like to remind him of why I am the best daughter in the world per this transcript of an e-mail conversation from 2003, when I was a freshman in college:
"59 cents! You squanderer! How could you be so careless as to rack up such a phone bill? Do you think we're made of money or something? What were you thinking? You'll have to foot this bill yourself. Sorry."
So I e-mailed him back:
"but daddy i can't! I'm broke!!! I spent all my money buying boos and a ping pong table for the party I threw last night. But you'll be proud to know that I am the champion beer pong player of cumberland. Squanderer, puah! Now the family has something to be proud of!!!"
My father's response:
"'Boos' is spelled 'booze'"
My parents had very little to worry about when I was in college. You're welcome.