Saturday, February 02, 2008

An open letter to my son ... Cow Boris

Son, I know you hate me because of your name, but it was your mother's idea, and yes, I should have stood up to her that one time, but you have to remember that she was ex-roller derby, and she was hard to disagree with once she got her jam on.
Trust me son, if I would've had my way, if your mother and I would have given you the name I had picked out, you'd be able to walk down any street in this fine country of ours with your head held high (as high as possible given it's SLIGHTLY larger than average size) as people would stop and point and say ...
Look, there goes Cow Bullwinkle, his father is really cool and bitchin'.

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