Happy Father’s Day to the weirdos I love.

After calling my father and wishing him happy fathers day and getting choked up for all I’ve put that poor man through I expressed how grateful I was to share his DNA. Ninety percent of fathers would have told their children they’re on their own. But not father, he’s my pal.

That brings me to the post here at hand.

Happy Father’s Day to these lovely people.

Doug, (love you pal!)
Big G.
Tony/Kevin/ (and all the other nicknames he’s got.)
Cam. (Word to this man.)
Scott. (Thank you for my nephews and niece.)
Rex.
Alex.
Roger.
Leo.
Blake. (Soon to be at least.)
Isiah-my travel pal.
Tonio (All these children man, you’re going to be working five jobs to get these kids through school.)
Catfish-you silver back gorilla.
Thomas. (I’ll never call you that, it’s always the nickname for me.)
Adam.
Kenny
Buggsy.
Travis.
Sean.
Dave.
Drew.
Kevin. (The real Kevin)
And for the ones who’ve played both sides, I salute you.
Lindsey. (Duh.)
Shannon.
Seester.
Sophia.
Lonnie.
Whitney.

I love you all, and you deserve to be acknowledged on this day.

Tell 'em how you really feel