I think I mentioned in a post that I don't laugh out loud when I'm by myself very often. Today, there was an exception.
I can't stop giggling due to the first lines of an email from my friend: Hey, please please take a pic of your hairy dad. You don't even have
to show his face.
Some context: Said friend is encouraging his pals to enter photos of their fathers into a contest his workplace is holding. There are categories for Hairiest Father, Biggest Sports Fan, etc. Apparently, there's been a dearth of entries, so my friend is again imploring me to send a photo of my beloved, but hirsute, father.
I have to see if he'll let me take a photo of him tonight.