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.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
In honor of our recent snowfall....
Yes, I felt it was once again time to post a picture of my father...in basically the same position as the last one of him in his underwear. Except this time he is sporting a warmer version of bottoms. Might I add, this version is much easier on the eyes. His super white chicken legs produce a blinding glare similar to snow blindness. For those of you that think I'm being mean to my poor old Pops....you obviously don't know him personally. Excuse me, now I must run off yelling, "MY EYES, MY EYES!"
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What the heck did he have wrapped around his feet????
I think its that super warm long john top. His feet were cold but I guess his belly wasn't.
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