he called his Dadhed appreciate it
Heya
Hiya! What are you up to this morning?
Callin you Had something to share
Something to share with your old
man?
Dad youll never be old it aint in ya youre a perpetual boy
I don’t see a boy when I look in
the mirror.
No Hes inside
Look inside there he is
That’s kind of you.
Not really I like to think your boys informed my
boy Im as old as I feel inside Nine
his father laughed
Funny you
should say. I'd say I feel like a teenager, able to get away with a lot more than if I
were nine.
Ah Sounds like youve given it some thought
Not really, only since you’ve
said. I like the way you think.
Mirrored minds
I . . I . . . I’m not sure I know
what that means.
Whaever yad like it to mean But thasnot why I called
Yes, no, you have something to
share with me.
I do
Rump roast
Rump roast.
What’s that supposed to mean?
Im redefining it
And what’s that supposed to mean?
I was at the airport flying home
from our visitIm a people-watcher Not so
much these days as when we were younger when everyone dressed nice a banquet
then now more like a bus depot in a notsogood part of town
I hear you, a far cry from the day.
Yes
So
Im in the airport fingerscrossed AnmyOHmy My prayers are answeredthought of you almost
immediately My first thoughts naturally were reserved
for her
Dad
Ya should have seen her caboose youdave fainted Im tellinya A meaty round ass fittight inside a greenskirt wavy thick ivoryblonde hair a braid to the small
of her back like an arrow pointing to Valhalla Heaven Im in Heaven
Then I thought of youMyGawd Wha a caboose
Then just before I lost hercrowd got in the way a last glimpse right flank meaty MyGawd the meat
Hence rump roast
Follow
I do. I like it a lot.
Thought yawoud Anyway thas all I had to say well talk soon I love ya Dad
I love you too son. Thanks for the
call.
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