If you ask a teenager what her parents do best, "embarrass me" might be one ready answer.
Now there's a website, Postcards From Yo Mama, where those mortified (or merely amused) by their maternal units can anonymously post wacky or overly earnest correspondence to brighten other peoples' days.
I must admit that I don't "get" all of the postings, but a few are quite hilarious. Here are two examples that made me laugh:
In other news, your father asked me this morning if he could borrow mynasal irrigator. I got very excited, thinking he was being pro-activein fighting the cold that’s got him sniffling non-stop already. Turnsout he just wanted to use the irrigator to inject jelly into thecroissants he was baking. I could write a fucking book.
I’ve got to buckle down now and read this new script.
Since some ‘older’ folks (i.e. your mother) read the web, you must bearwith my ignorance on this question: is Puffy the same person as SeanCoombs?
Have fun perusing, and happy Friday!