As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
Paul generously shared and allowed me to post some family photos of his wonderful Father, who is handsomely dashing as his son.
In the brier patch, we have nothing. Well lots of asstard people, and I live in asstard county, compared to stuck up the ass county where we do our shopping. But I'm the celebrity here even if people do not know it, and most of the people who think they are famous, are always referred to their prefix name in, "Oh that's that asshole Ryan......" Odd how they all have the same first name.
Paul's father though met some real stars back in the day. Stars that I know. I look at the British press, a they have these wetware on the right side and I do not know who 3/4's of these primates are. It seems if you get half naked, starve yourself, and look like you have an IQ like Michelle Obama that makes you famous now.
I am going to tell you a few of the celebrities, and you can figure out the other one.
Here is Roy Rogers who was a really nice man.
Then there is Mr. Power.
.....and finally, who is this celebrity?
Paul's Father raised labs and they were wonderful stock. We keep Paul informed on our puppy waiting due to Coronavirus, but in the meantime, we have this puppy at the junkyard, who rides around on Junkyard Man's neck. is usually covered in grease and dirt, but is the happiest puppy in the world.
Puppy goes 5 blocks to the park, to poop. The cops pick him up, bring him home, and then fine Junkyard Man. I forget the name of the mixed breed, but they crossed them for invalid kids as therapy pets, and they were such a good breed that they have run into thousands of dollars. Junkyard Guy's dog cost 100 dollars as they bought two.
Odd thing is I dreamed of my old man last night. He was still the same lump he was when he died. I suppose hell does not have a rehabilitation program. I don't remember much, save, that I don't want to be dreaming about those people. Probably something to do with grump uncle, as his wickedness have him dressed in diapers and the home is not all the grand parade he expected.
I just know in looking at Paul's Father, that my old man, never had such a sweet, bright and innocent expression on his face ever. I told Paul his Father is a gorgeous man, and Paul looks like him.
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