Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never.
Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir.
O, O, O, O.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I Like it Hot & Dirty: Annual Mud Fight
Here in the Heights, family get togethers are messy. Forget horseshoes. Forget cookouts. When we get together -- meaning me, my son Whit and my nephews from Kalamazoo -- we have a mud fight. They ganged up on me, and minutes into the fun I took a huge plop of it right in the eye and had to manage one-eyed for much of the time.
I notice the lads had the aid of swim goggles...hmmm. Me thinks this is not fair! Love the Mud Man photo. I think this should be your standard online avatar.
3 comments:
I notice the lads had the aid of swim goggles...hmmm. Me thinks this is not fair! Love the Mud Man photo. I think this should be your standard online avatar.
These are hilarious, especially seeing you running around with a bucket of mud.
Can I just say this is why this man is the greatest dad on earth? I would never do this, so thank god he does.
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