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The day after Christmas, The Boy had this conversation with my cousin. Note that this was just over twenty four hours after my mom, in a fit of what can only be described as shitflinging lunacy, presented him with a present of six throwing stars. Cousin: What did you get for Christmas? The Boy: Hey Dad, what do you think the coolest thing in the world is? It’s been amply demonstrated in the past that my dad was a father of the century candidate. Granted, he did finish near the bottom with Marvin Gaye Sr. and Bing Crosby, but the participation ribbon holds a place of honor in his trophy case. As you can no doubt surmise from the title, [...] A couple of months ago, my stepmom and The Boy rescued a tiny Siamese-mix kitten along the side of the highway. He was a huge mess, scared to death, and horrifically thin, but my stepmom dutifully cleaned him up, fed him, and gave him a home in the shop/barn on their farm. [...] |
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