Serenity appears to be pimping me out to her friends using a photo of me from the seventies. This seems unlikely to help my cause of being AwEsOmE. (That's how the young'ns write these days, isn't it? I can't keep up with any of it. The hair weighs me down
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Writing that way feels dirty, Dad... Why did you do that to me? As for where I am, I'm with Serenity, but I'll try to come home for dinner. You know I can't resist your broccoli.
And, Dad...that hair was epic and you know it.
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I'm glad you've found serenity, son. Serenity and broccoli are the most important things one can have in life. Good for the bones.
One of my students gave me an analogy today of my hair being like the yearly inundation of the Nile. I didn't quite understand it, so it must have been brilliant. She should be teaching the course.
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Darn right! I'll try to bring my Serenity with me to share in the broccoli.
Wasn't the Nile fertilised with sperm? (Serenity just fell off her chair laughing...)
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Wonderful. Now I'll have to actually buy some.
Well, it was the seventies. All sorts of things happened back then that you would be best to not know about at your age.
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