My x-wife's eldest whelp, the girl-child, sent me a message in a bottle;
"I got a bf!!!"
Curiosity got the better of me. A ball field? A brain freeze? A bald frog?
"Boyfriend!"
Well, isn't that just fucking perfect? So, I said;
"Craptastic. When do I get to murder...I mean meet him?"
Followed by;
"Is he housebroken? You'll have
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