A line crossed

So my wife got a birthday card for our friend Sudhir for me to sign.

It was of flowers.  Not even flowers in a forest, but in a flower shop.

While it wasn’t that exact picture, it was very much like this.  What the hell?  I could not let this injustice stand!  Sudhir is a cool guy, a nerd of impeccable taste and standing.  He deserves better!

There was only one thing to do.  Write the message inside the card and seal it before Gillian got back from work.