Did you know an anagram for mother-in-law is "woman Hitler"? I just hope being related gives me more say in having the old dear carted off to the happy home for the terminally baffled. Hey, it's just up the road and you can come visit any time you want! (but that would require some sort of effort on your behalf so it might as well be on Mars

).
Here's an idea! We don't have kids here, just these golden retards, there's also 4 doors to the outside world, three on roller catches which they've long since learned how to open so they seemed to spend the whole of last winter smashing one door open, trampling snow and mud through the house, and running out the next leaving Mrs Mad to turn blue. Of course, latching the doors would be too easy...
