Happy birthday to me.
Ian just left me a heaping, steaming pile of shit on the back deck. I couldn't get to it quick enough before the flys were a buzzin'. It even made me gag a little.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that my birthday was yesterday. It's the thought that counts though.
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I'm a stay-at-home dad with pent-up humor, foul language and, since my kids don't give a crap, a desire to share it all with you!
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