Go the F*ck to Sleep

So I stumbled upon this today and I immediately thought of one person: my mother.

Could it be that she used to read to me in bed to get me to fall asleep? Maybe it was because she used to put up with everything this story says children do when they are being read to (anything but falling asleep).

Or

It could be that I pictured here having one of her giggle fits when she can't breath and has no control of her limbs are they fly around her body. It's one of those fits where you'd be scared she may piss her pants. My imitations of Billy Bob Thorton from "Sling Blade" (Mustard...mhmm) used to do it. Most recently on the drive out here Branson, Missouri did the trick (we all know how much of a laughter gold mine that place was).

So - I'll say it was because of the latter. My mom loves children - loves them to death, but she also has an amazing sense of humor. Trust me, once you get her giggling, you're in for the long haul. But anyway, I found this today and it immediately made ME laugh obnoxiously, so I can only hope, and imagine what it'll do to my mother (something good I hope).

So kick back, relax, and let the soothing sounds of Samuel L. Jackson take you on a journey...