Saturday, September 25, 2004

True Tales of Parental Terror

Before I was born, my dad behaved very similar to a crazy person. Once, he had between one and eighty beers, and promptly proceeded to bring the lawnmower inside and mow the carpet. Even by P.J. O'Rourke's strictest definition, PARTY had been achieved. My mother's innocence in the matter, as always, is up for debate.

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