My husband asked me to email him a letter saved to our desktop so he could print it at work. (I'm too lazy and broke to buy ink for our home printer)
So I did. But I couldn't help snooping.
It was a letter to his brother who is in basic training. Real straightforward, hey how ya doing, kids are crazy, work sucks, keep your head up, don't shoot yourself in the foot kind of stuff.
But at the end where you would normally put Love, or Yours Truly, Sincerely, or maybe even Later Dog, he put something entirely different.
Later Later Mater Alligator Later Gator Later,
Insert the Hubby's real name here
I nearly peed myself laughing. This is the Cashman's standard goodbye phrase. The Hubby is such a dad and I love it.