S'motherboard

     Last week, my mother dropped by and overheard that I signed up to take a boxing class. You know. A boxing class. The aerobic kind? At a gym with other people? And trainers? Anyway, in her always self-assuring, “SOMEBODY’S GONNA KILL YOU!” fashion, this arrived in the mail on Friday…
 
 
Adam-

     You said you were going boxing with a friend. Be careful you don’t get knocked out as we have an inteview {sic} the next day.

Love,
Mom