In any case, these particular posts are short.
Apparently my dad and my Uncle Jim won a pillow pet yesterday during a heated game of church Bingo. How do two grown men win one pillow pet to share during an adults-only Bingo game? I have no clue, but you can bet your ass that there are going to be some fights going on over that stupid cow pillow.
It’s a pity there’s no modern-day King Solomon around to solve this one, although now that I think about it, it’s probably for the best, as each of those stubborn bastards would grab a side and pull, screaming, “Split it! Split it right down the middle, dammit!”
For more on how much my dad loves his free shit, click here, and omg, you guys, I WISH I didn’t have to be anonymous, because there is such a great picture that my dad posted on Facebook of him and his brother—two men in their 60’s—posing with their pillow pet. Someday I hope to be able to show you…