Because I Think So

Right. I've been watching my DVD copies of the History Channel show Dogfights on DVD because my mother was awesome enough to order them for me.

I merely suggested that this new show was awesome the first time I saw it. Mom asked me what I was watching, and I told her, and I also mentioned how awesome it would be if History Channel ever released it.

Lo and behold, come next Christmas, I unwrapped an oddly rectangular package which contained: Dogfights: Season 1. So I was happy with this gift, watching the computer-recreated battles in the skies over germany and the pacific and north korea and vietnam.

So next Christmas, what do I unwrap?

Dogfights: Season 2.

I didn't ask for this, becuase I didn't even know it existed. But I got it as a christmas present, dutifuly labeled, "To Wolfie, From Santa" even though I was a quarter-century old when I got it.

The point is: I have an amazing mother, and there is no other way to describe it. I defy anyone on the web to say they have a better mother than me (not similar or equilataral, but dyed-in-the-wool BETTER). I shall slap- bet any such person, and will gladly pay for their air-fare, hotel accomidations, and hospital bills as I slap the everloving shit out of them.