Thanks man. Some of the family think they can just dictate the world to you and that just ain't so. I beat my drums to my rhythm and all who don't like the tune are shown the door. And they can leave there half eaten dinner behind.
Some family members realize that I will bend over backwards giving you my shirt after being woken up from a dead sleep. Others can deliver flowers and foot rubs and they don't get jack.
It's almost a shame money doesn't buy class, good taste, manors or a decent heart. They think brown eating you and/or shaming you into submission & constant open ended comments is OK and justifiable.
LMAO! Like there 1982 visit is worth more than yours because the spent more getting here.