Peace and quiet suffuse the atmosphere. The refrigerator hums in the background; it’s just doing its thing. I settle back in my easy chair in front of the crackling fire, cradling my hot cup of coffee. I close my eyes and drift away…
Yeow! I forgot about the damn coffee.
This little piece comes care of my own dear dad. He sent me this in a text this morning. Now you know where my warped writing comes from! Thanks dad!
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So that’s where you got your sense of humor!
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Oh most definitely. He warped me good!
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Been there, done that and my daughter got me the tee shirt for father’s day.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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Hahaha! Must be a dad thing! 😉
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Poor coffee guy! Nice bang of an ending. 😆
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Awesome! This is *such* a dad story. 😉
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How affectionate!!
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