Wednesday, March 1

18,615 days (or so)

In his natural habitat, the hard-working man is almost always more comfortable in flannel.

My pops turns 51 today. I called home to wish him a happy birthday and found out he was at work. If I could have three wishes, one of them would be early retirement and a hefty pension for him, so he could get away from that paper mill and pursue his Civil War re-enactment passion full-time.

I can't think of anything that might make him happier.


Blogger phallicpen said...

Happy Birthday, Mr. Turner. You're a unique man with a unique Christmas tree. And you probably spend a lot of time browsing the comments on Lindsey's blog. Yup.

Wed Mar 01, 09:04:00 PM  

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