Monday, September 21, 2009

The brown bandit strikes again!

Hmm... every time I try to take my daddin' to see Inglourious Basterds (3rd attempt in just as many weeks), he seems to come down with a mysterious case of diarrhea (for serious) and "can't leave the house." I'm beginning to think he ain't much of a Tarantino fan.


  1. Hee! Confession: I used to teach high school and sometimes the kids would "need" to skip school. I told them diarrhea always works as an excuse. No one wants to deal with that shit.

  2. Damn it, Erin. Quit corrupting my dad!


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