Holy schnikes, it's been a big day for the fam. First my brother blogs about my dad getting a hole-in-one during their golf game this week. All I have to say is wow... a real, live hole-in-one! My dad is my hero (and I'm not just saying that cuz I didn't inherit his golf-playing genes and can't hit the ball 30 freagin' yards).
But then my dad had to go and post something real, real classy on his blog about rats and some poor chap's shady, warm private parts.
Well, the hole-in-one was a classier story. But the thought of a 10 year old kid with a .22 and a wormy tailed rat all holding on to his privates for dear, sweet life kinda brings me a smile to my face to. Thank goodness that wasn't my father on the receiving end of the rat's affections or I might not be here to tell you this story.