All of the Father’s Day graphics I could find were tacky as all get-out, so I figured, why not George? True, he couldn’t sire any children, but he did sire a nation, and one of my religious faiths is that I am a Son of George.
While shopping at Waldbaum’s yesterday, I got laughs out of the nice cashier lady, and a middle-aged white man waiting about 10 feet behind me, who was clearly a member of the fraternity. I said, “My wife told me, she wants tiramisu for Father’s Day!”
Nicholas Stix
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