Well, my life is about as public as a life can be, so I decided to publish the photo of my son, that my wife emailed me. So, junior is not just any old type of model. Turns out, if it is all legitimate, and I think it is, my son is an underwear model. This is the ad from his latest ad campaign. His model name is "Tosh". Why do I think this is my son? Well, he is an underwear model, he can thank my genetics for that...and look at him, it is me one year ago - I can see it in the eyes...my, I mean his, whole life ahead of him. Poor bastard.
Bottom line anyway, he and my old lady can still fly a magic turd to Mars for all I care - they still get nothing from me. "Tosh"...what a load. He is looking less and less like me all the time. "Underpants"...what a load. God didn't make me magnificent so it could be hidden. Squirrel is free! All of me.
Monday, March 12, 2012
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