Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Look Tami! I do have a Father!
I stole this picture off of Cindy's site. Yep, that is my Pop. Sure he has been on my site before...in his underwear, sleeping on the sofa....lol. Doesn't this guy look like a handful? Oh, he is, he definately is a handful. I wish I could have been at the family get together on Saturday....but alas, I'll be home for Christmas.
Oh and if you are wondering about the subject line.... My friend Tami swears I don't have a father. I've known her since the first day of 9th grade and in all those years...she has never seen my father. I know, I know, its weird. Most people would pay big bucks to be able to claim that fact...lol, no seriouly, they never met.
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All right! Whose father did you steal to use in this picture? You can't fool me! Geesh, he looks a little bit like my dad. Maybe it's the hat.
I didn't steal this guy. I'll sell him to you if you want him though. I've heard all of his jokes.
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