what is worse

If you are reading this, then you probably have a mother. If you don't, then you are probably a search-engine bot, and in that case: sex, teens, blowjob, anal, facial, hardcore, xxx, etc.

But seriously, if you have ever forgotten your mothers birthday, then you know what an ass it can make you feel like. Last year I missed it by one day. Luckily, I happened to drop by just to say hello and my memory jogged. Even luckier, my brother had not yet remembered, so I was still comparatively thoughtful. I was able to give her a belated birthday hug, live and in person. I didn't feel so bad.

This year was different. I knew it was coming up, so I called my brother to see what the exact date was. He said it was the 19th or something. Okay. Then I forget again. Now it's the 21st and suddenly I remember. I rush to the florist. Rush to Mom's house. She wonders what the flowers are for. Turns out, not only was I late for what I thought was my Mom's birthday, I was late for the entirely wrong day. Its May 19th, not April 19th. So technically I was early, but who gives a fuck. I clearly have no idea what my Mom's birthday is, and even the date I thought it was I couldn't make on time. Fucking fuck.

Consoloation? I have really good taste in flowers - so good, I should be gay. They were really pretty. Birds of paradise and some other stuff in a trippy glass vase. My mom liked them, even though they were a symbol of her son's questionable mental state.

Now, do I still need to get her a present on her actual birthday? Hmm...