Mother's Day

Berserko went to pay a visit to his mother. He sighed, knocking on the door.

"Yeah, yeah, hold your friggin' horses! I'm comin'!" was the response from the other side of the door.

It swung open.

"Well, well, well! My bouncing baby boy has come to pay his old mother a visit, huh?"

"Hello, Ma," Berserko said, handing her a bouquet of roses.

"Where have you been?" she asked.

"I've been busy."

"Ha! You make balloon animals for kids' birthday parties. Doesn't exactly make you a captain of industry!"

"See you next year, Ma," Berserko said as he walked away.