[man]

when I was like 16 I'd asked my dad for new skis, because all I'd used to that point were crappy hand-me-downs. on x-mas morning I got a card from my dad saying "this card is good for one ski sharpening!" well, [censored]. after the present thing was all over, my dad asked me to take the trash out to the garage. I did, and next to the trash barrel was a pair of gorgeous solomons. dad, you are awesome.