Monday, June 24, 2013

I still laugh...

Before I begin this story, I want to state in advance that I received my father's permission to share this hysterical tale.  My dad told me this story several years ago and when I think of it, I still laugh.  I hope you also enjoy it.

My dad is a funny guy.  He loves corny jokes and puns.  In fact, one might say he is "punny".  And if they did, he'd probably chuckle.  Dad is a big guy.  He once towered over us at 6'4", but 60 some years of hard work now have him closer to 6'1".  He fluctuates between a 2X and a 3X.

So one day, my dad goes into the bathroom and takes a shower.  He steps out of the shower onto a bathmat and pulls his towel off the rack.  He begins to dry his body, and bends over to dry his feet.  While he is drying his feet, the shower curtain finds it's way between his butt cheeks.  After his feet are dry, he straightens up, the shower curtain stays in it's new invasive home and my father rips the entire shower curtain off the hanger.  With his ass cheeks.

I'll wait while you stop laughing.




Last week, on Father's Day, I asked my dad if I could share this story.  Later that day, my cousin passed away and it didn't seem appropriate to share at that time.  My extended family has spent a few days together, mourning the loss of my cousin and then attempting to enjoy a rare weekend together.  Many times will come when life punches you in the gut, and when it does, I hope you think of dad, laughing in the bathroom, shower curtain rings flying.

1 comment:

  1. Laughter is certainly the way through those rough times....I lost my Mom four years ago in what had to be, simultaneously, the very worst and very best year of my life so far. It was laughter that brought me through it.

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