06/18/2017 by syrbal-labrys
Yes, it is Fathers’ Day. My father is dead, I am relieved. That tells you how it is/was, right?
The father of MY children, on the other hand? He already has his presents; he will get a nice dinner and maybe, just maybe, cinnamon rolls.
But first? I told him to shave the white stubble off his chin before I went Comanche-ancestress on his ass and plucked them all out one by one! Yes, I am just THAT bitch.