Hell hath no fury like a nephew scorned!

I called my brother on his birthday (July 9th) to wish him well and find out what fabulous surprises his family had in store for him. He wasn't even home from work when I called and it was already 10pm on the east coast. He said he had to work late and then the boss said let's go have wings and beer. So, of course, George went. His brother-in-law Patrick went along for the ride, actually he was the ride. He seemed genuinely surprised when he told me that Sue and the kids were upset about him not being home - afterall, it was just another day. Men! I talked to Georgie the next day and he was hot! I've never heard him so mad.

Aunt Barb, when Uncle Pat comes here today he better say I'm sorry or we will never go to his house again and he will never be allowed to come to our house again! I am mad at him because he didn't bring daddy home for his birthday and he better say I'm sorry or else! WHEW...I guess Uncle Pat said I'm sorry because tonight when I talked to Georgie, he was goin' fishin' with his daddy... and Uncle Pat.