Ever meet your parents friends that they've had since before you existed...and they used to hang out with them while you were little. And if you're lucky...they played with you, babysat you and obviously bought you gifts cuz you were oh so cute? Then now that you are ALL grown up...they somehow come back into your life...they mention how they remember you when you were a baby/toddler/whatever. They take the journey back into time and tell you what stupid things your parents did (I especially find this hilarious...), how cute you were, how really little you were...etc. THEN it happens...they ask you the most ridunkulous question...oh it happens every single time...there must be a rule that everyone that's over a certain age must ask this question...they ask: Don't you remember? uhhh...NO! I was 2 for crying out loud!!! I don't even remember what I had for breakfast...and on second though...I don't even remember you...or even know who you are!?!? What are you doing here? Oh...you're a friend of my parents? It all comes together now...lack of brain cell regeneration (see episode 1.15 - The One where I'm officially OLD). Thank you for coming...see you again...WHAT?!?! you didn't bring me a gift? Next time don't bother showing up without one...I'll be nice this time...and don't let the door hit you on your way out...
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
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hey buddy, I ment to bring your b-day card to work, then I realized you never check the box here... remind me next time I see you I owe you a card!
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