A phone call with my Dad Him: Why aren't you at work?Me: I called in sick.Him: What's wrong?Me: I have killer cramps.Him: Wuss. You'll never hear a man complain about cramps. Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to Facebook Written Tuesday, June 05, 2007 by Logical Libby Family 2 comments
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For once, Dad makes sense.
Dad is just trying to figure out how he can call in sick with cramps.
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