This morning I get a text from him that reads:
"Yo what up! Just yer pa here alive and well, kickin up a little dust! Goin to the gym, gettin my hair dyed, laser eye surge, and a tummy tuck today yo!"
Which is just one example of why I don't want him to ever get old.
Sorry fer my fair share
of yer silver hair.
Thanks fer all yer love n care.
Over en out.