Today is Father’s Day; in my opinion, the most useless “holiday” of all time – with the exception of Labor Day. I understand Mother’s Day, since they do the birthin’ and such, but we’re really just there for thirty seconds, and boom, impregnation. I usually tell the kids to ignore the holiday, but I know Julia and Kevin will make me some cards.
The good news is I’m off today, and I’m told I can have my choice of dinner – *cough* burgers *cough* – but I wanted to salute some real dads on their day.
It’s your day, guys. Lie on the couch, drink some beer, and kick the kids off the PlayStation. That’s my plan, anyway.