Monday, September 15, 2008


Son Sam told me to get a haircut and look at his record, nice boy to monster! Now I don't know if he was serious or just trying to deflect the fact that the dishes weren't done and his room is a pigsty (sorry pigs I luv ya). I mean it's not that bad (said hair). A bit fluffy at times when I use the new fangled shampoo and conditioner I find in the shower. Daughter works for Swartzkopf? so we have lots of product! I've been through shaven and mohawk. He's been through skullet and mullet (I feel a poem coming on). Perhaps I'm taking away his rebellion and he wants a nice neat father he can ridicule.
Bugger him, I'll grow it while I can.


Shubhajit said...

WOw! it is completely weird

chook said...

And that's just the son! You should meet the cat.