>My Dad


This morning I received this e-mail from my mother. Read and enjoy!:

So, this morning, your Dad took the trash out, and just as he got to the curb his pants fell down around his knees. When asked if anyone was around, he said, “Well, someone was driving by. I just waved and pulled up my pants.”


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