Friday, November 4, 2011

Count on me to remember who you are

In a very short time, I went from getting called dude to dad. I wonder if other guys felt a little gut-punched the first time someone called them the perfect family man.

But I guess it's true. I'd take on hell with a half-loaded water pistol and gasoline underwear for family. Of course, I'm a terrible shot so they probably wouldn't want me on the frontlines anyway.

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