I love my dad. Still, not enough to fall asleep in a dead man's chair. I don't know for sure if a bitter old man drew his last breathe in that thing, but neither does my father.

I need the chair to get quality rest and that is NOT POSSIBLE if I have to worry about a curse from beyond the grave every time the lights go out.

Everyone knows that I am scared of ghosts. My girlfriend has an antique clock that is over 90 years old. It stays in the trunk of her car because I don't want that creepy ass thing keeping track of "my time."

Tito BHB,
I understand where you are coming from with the watch and wallet deal. Last year for Christmas my stepfather gave me a gift certificate to Red Lobster... that he got from one of the companies he works for.

Stepfathers and fathers are not the same, but the principal is.