Me and my Dad in
England.... if you knew
my Dad, you'd know
why I'm laffin'...
He's quiet (like Bob
Newhart on Valium),
but if he speaks up, pay attention...
My Mother, my Grandmother (Babe) and myself..
This is the stock my youthful good looks and Irish Charm comes from... as well as large feet and good hair.
My Cousin Darren and meself in Tandoori
Restaurant in Leigh, UK on Christmas......
Biggest problem I have going down pub
with the English Relations... I'm always
TRASHED by the third one... My regards
to the Revolution Vodka Bar.
Quite a night...
IN MEMORIAM
This was my Grandfather, Papaw, who once offered me $300 cash to get a haircut....
"Though I've beaten you and flayed you, by the Living God that made you, you're a better man than I am, Gunga Din..."
-Kipling
And, of course, my Cat....
Yes, he still has his testicles.
If you don't like it, ;-)
