Happy birthday, Dad!
A story from my dad’s youth:
“When I was younger, I saw a cartoon. The cartoon was this dingy bar, you know, just a dive, with a big old brute of a bartender standing there with bandaids on him, and he had the phone to his ear saying “Sherwood Forest, Robin Hood speaking.” It stuck with me.
When mom would get off work she’d call Nancy (note: my dad’s older sister). I think she was the only one who had a car at the time. So we got a call, and I knew it was my mother.
I thought I would blow her mind a little bit, and I thought I’d be funny, so I picked up the phone and said, “Sherwood Forest, Robin Hood speaking.”
Momma said, “Well this is Maid Marion, would you come down to the Sheriff of Nottingham to pick me up please?”
And I was going “uh, uh, uh…” She got me back a lot faster than I thought she would.”
Which just goes to show that the sense of humor runs in the family, from Grandma down to Dad down to me and down to Em. Many thanks to my father for passing on his insane sense of humor.
Everybody say happy birthday to my dad, who is 39 again this year. I love you like crazy, Dad.
Thanks, you have a head like, ER, I mean a memory like a steel trap. I love you. Dad. .
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. DAD-OF-TVINI!
Happy (belated) birthday, Tvini’s Dad! I enjoy reading the snippets she posts about you.
Happy Birthday Tvini’s dad! You’ve always sounded like a great guy and you deserve the best of birthdays!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!