Fucking dad..
Seriously?
Don't write me business letters anymore. Use a human tone of voice. I know we're borrowing your car. Thanks for making us feel like more shit for it. BTW just in case you couldn't remember... YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE UNTIL THE HOME HEALTH LADY TELLS YOU YOU'RE ALLOWED TO. Which hasn't happened yet. You don't need the fucking car. You can barely get up and down the stairs to putter and do useless shit with your hordes of crap that mom, by some merical, didn't throw away while you were hospitalized. Fuck you.
Don't write me business letters anymore. Use a human tone of voice. I know we're borrowing your car. Thanks for making us feel like more shit for it. BTW just in case you couldn't remember... YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE UNTIL THE HOME HEALTH LADY TELLS YOU YOU'RE ALLOWED TO. Which hasn't happened yet. You don't need the fucking car. You can barely get up and down the stairs to putter and do useless shit with your hordes of crap that mom, by some merical, didn't throw away while you were hospitalized. Fuck you.