Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Mid-life Crisis Affirmed
My dad is officially there. First, he got a motorcycle. And just when we thought it couldn't get worse... He got a parrot. Lord, help us. But, it gets better... or worse depending on how you think about it. The parrot's name is... O'Reilly. Yes, after Bill O'Reilly. Please, refrain from judgment. Lord, let this please be the last toy.
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6 comments:
I just laughed out loud in my office. Wow.
i think you and i have more in common than we could ever imagine...someday we should compare mid-life crises.
Last toy? This is only the beginning. Have I told you about the the iguana?
Careful, Leah... He may just join facebook next! THEN what are we all going to do? ;)
Laughing out loud. What is wrong with our fathers? Oh yeah, they are brothers.
A parrot is better than a dad having a blog with half naked women posted all over it. Count your blessings :-)
The DNA test on O'Reilly came back today. It's a boy!
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