I've got a theory:

[queenofzan]

One of the qualifications to being a father is to enjoy HORRIBLE jokes.

I'm basing this theory on my experience with fathers, and on tales told by others about their own fathers, and said fathers' love for HORRIBLE jokes.

I don't think I know one father who doesn't make horrendous puns and tell bad jokes all the time. I know some people who do who aren't fathers, but I don't know any fathers who don't.

So, even though this theory is probably FALSE, I am going to call it true until I am personally presented with evidence to the contrary.

In other news, it is nine o' clock and I have only been awake for three hours. Sleep schedule: officially fucked up.

Also, I am house-sitting for my former teacher at the moment (and for the next week and a half). I have mostly been playing with her dogs, reading, and sewing. And by sewing, I mean getting very very frustrated at how I have lost my directions for the two main projects I am working on right now.

Man, you wouldn't expect there to be this much alcohol in a teacher's house, but here it is. In the fridge and an entire cupboard. And there are like four toilets in this house! And three showers! Only two people live here! I don't understand!

Comments

[hazeymarie.livejournal.com]

Firstly, I think HIMYM did an entire episode surrounding that theory.

Second, I'm sure you could ask Randal for guidance at least with the cloaks.

Third, there would have to be that many toilets to accompany that much liquor.

That is all.