I Can’t Make any Promises but…

We interrupt “The Smith 2014-15 Tour” for a week back in Canada to pack up our townhouse. That’s right people, the townhouse has been sold! Day 1, 5:00 A.M… Ratchet. Ratchet. Ratchet. Thunk! Ratchet. Ratchet. Ratchet. Thunk! Shelley: Mmmmphhhh! Hey! John! What are you doing? John: Taking apart the bed. We pick up the U-Haul at 9:00. Shelley: But I was sleeping in…

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John: OK, we’ll meet you at the rugby pitch before 10. Andrew: Sounds good. See you tomorrow. Shelley: Wait! Andrew! This is your mom. Andrew: Hello mother. Shelley: Stop saying, “Hello mother.” I know it’s a line straight out of “Psycho.” I also know that Norman kills his mother in that movie. Andrew: And your…