Day 151

Or, Mincing Words is for Sissies

Sorry to disappoint, gentle reader (that would be mostly you, S), but school’s been riding me like a city-mouse college student on her first John Deere, so I’ve been resorting to cop-out posts. Unfortunately, this is another one of those cop-outs, but it’s a really good one because the link is stellar. Behold: Shit My Dad Says. The content is exactly as the title implies. A sample:

“Your brother brought his baby over this morning. He told me it could stand. It couldn’t stand for shit. Just sat there. Big let down.”

As I am well known for my maternal instincts, this website especially resonated with me. I can only hope to someday be as wise (and crass?) as Papa Halpern. (And let my children know if my grandchildren are a let-down. “Wow… I hope she’s funny.”)

For your enjoyment: Shit My Dad Says

p.s. In case you haven’t gathered, there’s some explicit language involved. Viewer discretion is advised.