Happy Father’s Day to my dad who got diddly squat from me this year due to The Ick I have been suffering from over the last few weeks. My dad is the sweetest guy I know and dropped by to my place with ginger ale, noodles, water and bananas for my sick tummy today instead of me gifting him with steaks, booze and porn. I told him I’d have to catch him later giftie-wise once I was feeling better and he said that me getting better would be gift enough.
I’m working on it, Dad! Hugs and kisses to you.