tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11015590.post6368677739975615901..comments2023-08-24T10:38:08.474-04:00Comments on Tales of the Cupcake Mafia: Now I'm Just Cutting and Pasting Emails From DadCupcakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12858264670638519885noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11015590.post-7883678786281504772006-10-18T15:13:00.000-04:002006-10-18T15:13:00.000-04:00I too am always beset by everything my parents are...I too am always beset by everything my parents are trying to get rid of. Also, my father sounds exactly like that, only he isn't retired. There are no excuses.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11015590.post-66052316480284088052006-10-18T11:55:00.000-04:002006-10-18T11:55:00.000-04:00Consider yourself lucky. My Dad tries to give me e...Consider yourself lucky. My Dad tries to give me everything he owns- broken Skil Saws, old bicycle tires, boxes of stale raisin bran- then gets mad when I don't take it. I've learned to accept, say thank you, and stop at the first rest area to throw that ish away.shelleycoughlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04356701520189971892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11015590.post-11911155029929698592006-10-14T22:39:00.000-04:002006-10-14T22:39:00.000-04:00totally had a vision of the funeral! LOLtotally had a vision of the funeral! LOLacaligurlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17084635623657696084noreply@blogger.com