- Broncos go to the Superbowl and snap the ball... I'm so psychologically damaged by reopening my childhood trauma that I get Sports E.D. for nearly eight months.
- Later this year, my eldest needed screws in her knees. Insurance says $5K please.
- Next Sally blows a tire. The rest "magically" must be replaced.
- Sally then decides to quit steering and have her breaks die.
- Once Sally is feeling better, the next day Trophy Son fractures his femur.
- Giddy people at hospital say they want a down payment... I bend over and stroke a check for $5K.
- And then the golf ball hail descends on the roof annihilating it.
- Meanwhile the soul sucking leeches at State Farm in their 3AM Khakis just smile; and drink my fresh warm blood out of a Christmas mug spiced with nutmeg.
Some of you are familiar with Gator's precious fractured femur x-ray with the Lego men in his pocket:
Very sad and painful, but an adorable silver lining. |
Here is my x-ray for the year:
Dads don't get a silver lining in the jock. |