In Case You Wondered
...or, I am the Son of a Pennsylvanian Sailor and a Southern-bred California Girl
One might think that that eclectic blend of genes might explain many of my idiosyncrasies, but it goes further than that.
Today, I called home and the conversation went like this:
"Hey Dad"
"Hiya"
"Where's Mom?"
"Out back trimming the dog's nuts"
"Well, I don't want to interrupt her..that would not be good for Eli (the dog)."
"No, Considering he already looks scared."
Yeah, that's a dialogue between me and my father (and no, I'm not making this shit up).
2 Comments:
In my mind, your dad's end of that conversation took place with a heavy, heavy Southern accent.
I'm the son of a son of a sailor .....
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