Dear Miss Joy Luck Club,
Thank you for being real with me in my 23 years of existence. Because of the morals and wisdom you’ve instilled in me, I’ve survived and overcome some of the toughest obstacles in my life. If you were bit by a zombie, I would’t shoot you. I think I’d just leave you in the house and run away. Maybe I’ll feed Niko to you and he can keep you company as a zombie too.
I love you more than life itself. Maybe even more than potatoes. And you know how much I love potatoes. Happy Mother’s Day, mama and thank you for everything.
P.S. I need a full tank of gas because of reasons.