Three birds, one stone and a meme… Here’s a throwback of me, a pic of my dad and my boobs for SST. BOOM! My dad was a badass that didn’t give a shit what people thought about him. He oozed sarcasm and wove long strings of obscenities like poetry. He worked hard. He served his country. He hardly complained. He told elaborate, animated stories. He had a million colloquialisms that were once horribly embarrassing, but now, they’re hilarious to me. He smoked unfiltered Pall Malls his whole life and drank Old Style like water. My favorite story was when the doctor wrote him a prescription and told him to drink plenty of fluids and he asked, does Old Style count? He was in enormous pain from his cancer, and yet, he never took one of those fucking pain pills because he wasn’t a “quitter.” That’s my dad right there. I miss him every day. I still cry at the thought I’ll never see him again or have him place his hand on the top of my head, mess up my hair and say, I’m proud of you, kid. …I’m proud of you, too, dad.  On a lighter note, my boobs are now officially on the internets. YOU CAN’T HANDLE ALL THE AWESOME!

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Three birds, one stone and a meme…

Here’s a throwback of me, a pic of my dad and my boobs for SST. BOOM!

My dad was a badass that didn’t give a shit what people thought about him. He oozed sarcasm and wove long strings of obscenities like poetry. He worked hard. He served his country. He hardly complained. He told elaborate, animated stories. He had a million colloquialisms that were once horribly embarrassing, but now, they’re hilarious to me. He smoked unfiltered Pall Malls his whole life and drank Old Style like water. My favorite story was when the doctor wrote him a prescription and told him to drink plenty of fluids and he asked, does Old Style count? He was in enormous pain from his cancer, and yet, he never took one of those fucking pain pills because he wasn’t a “quitter.” That’s my dad right there. I miss him every day. I still cry at the thought I’ll never see him again or have him place his hand on the top of my head, mess up my hair and say, I’m proud of you, kid.

…I’m proud of you, too, dad. 

On a lighter note, my boobs are now officially on the internets.

YOU CAN’T HANDLE ALL THE AWESOME!

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