Retirement Home A woman moves to a retirement home. Her sons each decide to give her a nice gift as a token of their gratitude. “I will buy a Ferrari for mom,” the oldest says, “at least half a million dollars worth, so she can enjoy a nice drive.” “I'll buy her a luxurious villa with a downstairs sleep and bath room,” says the second, “that way she can live independently again.” “I am buying her a million-dollar parrot,” the third one says, “unique in its kind, one that can talk like the best.” A few weeks later the first son receives a thank you note from his mother: “Thank you for the Ferrari, son, but my vision is no longer what it used to be, so I can't drive a car any longer.” The next day the second son also receives a letter: “Thank you for the pretty house, dear, but I didn't move to an old age home for no reason...” A day later the third son finally gets his letter: “My boy, thank you so much for your gift, the chicken was delicious.”