My Dad

My dad has a different sense of humor. In fact, many don't understand it or find it funny at all. Sometimes I do; sometimes I don't. Dad's idea of funny is to purposely give you a hard time and irritate you. And sometimes he likes to try to gross you out. He thinks that's just HILARIOUS. (Actually, that description sounds a lot like Shipley, too!)

Ask my step-mom about a particularly event that involved a particular action that was extremely offensive to the olfactory senses and trapping someone under sheets.

And there was the time he put in what I call "hillbilly teeth" when we were at a restaurant just to see what kind of reaction he would get out of me. (He did succeed in irritating and embarrassing me, just for the record. Needless to say, he loved that!) Oh! Right before we got to the restaurant, I kept hearing this...well, "noise" (see first event involving my step-mom in case you don't get what the "noise" sounded like) as he was driving down the road. I kept scrambling for the window button. He complained of "tummy problems." As it turns out, he had a device that generated the "noise." Again, he thought that was really funny (and, I have to admit, it was). I did, however have to put my foot down when he attempted to take the device INTO the restaurant...

My dad...what a GEM!




And you know what???? I wouldn't trade him for the world! Love you, Dad!!!