Mr. Ray, the Daddyness says,'When beauty-with-brains walks past you in a busy mall, you think it's Dennis Rodman's dog'.
There was always ridiculously-painful-sense-of-humour, leveraged-comic-timing, crackerjack-punchlines and now, this. Takes Daddydom to weird levels, where even the dopamine goes crazy. Gah. Papa knows besht. *hiccup*
Why I raise hell when I can't settle with a person's history will always be cause for concern to me. I sidestep around the games people play, and then I realize I have been playing them all along. Heaven help you if one day I decide to go rogue and lambast all of you with my ego.