One of my sister's is coming to visit this weekend. This is my confirming email for her pick-up:
I'd like to say we're looking forward to seeing you on Friday but not even you are stupid enough to believe that. So, I have you down as getting in at x:xx on xxxxx. We will be at the airport to pick your fat ass up if it even fits in the car (if not, we will strap you to the roof, as usual).
Bring warm clothes because it's going to be raining and pretty cold here for Friday and Saturday. I guess the angels know you're coming and will be weeping accordingly. And who could blame them?!
This is how we say "I love you" in my family!
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