Sunday, June 20, 2010

I love you, Dad...


To the man that's married to and taken care of my mother, I have to wish a great, compliment filled day...

I owe you a lot for putting up with me as a mean, stubborn little colt that drank your beer and lied about it. Never did find those drunk gremlins, did we?

Happy Father's Day to you, Sir...

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You were a teen, no big whoop I'm sure for him.

Honor Hunter said...

I was five...

And very thirsty.

Very...

Spokker said...

So I'm guessing he was supportive when you told him, eh? That's always good to hear.

Dysitopic Enuciator said...

Sounds like you had a great dad.