Hey Kids.

My pops, Chimichanga to all you newbees, was flying to our vacation home today.  He had the family dog, a tubby little Boston terrier named Roxy, with him in a “flight safe” pooch carrier.  As a stately Texas man carrying a tiny accent dog, naturally he draws a lot of attention.  Fed up with prying eyes and silly questions, he finally decided to start f-ing with people.  So, when a small child came up to him, pointed at the dog and asked, “what’s that?” Chimi sarcastically responded “Dinner.”

The little kid ran off terrified.

I love my dad.


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