For your enjoyment and understanding (by suggestion of Kalli Ko):
A while ago I was visiting my parents in Utah and my dad was sick. And when my dad is sick he plays the Man Cold role like a seasoned pro. He inquired if I was going to be sad when he died in a few days and, in a barely audible voice, asked me to make him a cold compress. And then he croaked that I should photograph it:
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Note: please don't be under the impression that this joshing around regarding men and their wimpiness when under the weather means that I don't feel terrible for my spouse's misfortune. I do. I'm not that callous. It's just undeniable that when men get sick their worlds crumble to pieces. Apparently, they simply cannot help it, for it's in their DNA. Men who are highly functional when suffering from a virus are actually women with the wrong dangling parts.
5 comments:
What a great picture of your Dad. I can hear him saying that to you. Those men...what do we do about them? Make fun of them!
oh, yes, you have [posted] a plethora, el guapo.
guess the internet provides inspiration, friends, and friends who inspire. thanks, rabid, for uncorking this sparkling (yet virginal) beverage of volubility.
I'd like to take credit for the uncorking of today's postage, however I'm guessing the Swine Flu deserves the credit.
I must note the genius of the following sentence. And I'm going to type it out so that I can enjoy it even more!
"Men who are highly functional when suffering from a virus are actually women with the wrong dangling parts."
Now I'm thinking about my dangling parts. And wishing they didn't dangle.
Ahhh yes, it just gets better every time I watch it.
This made me laugh out loud!
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