Fatherhood

Never did figure out what she had on her leg, though I suspect that I’m better off for my ignorance.  All we know for sure is that it went away, but not really.  It may have just been smeared around, but we’d all forgotten about it by the time that we got home.

My shirt says “I don’t give a” followed by a picture of a rat leading a donkey by a leash.  Because he owns it.  And another name for donkey is ass.  So the rat owns the ass.  … Still don’t get it?  Really?  Would it help if I told you that the rat’s name is Bob?  ‘Cause it isn’t.  Anyway, Stacy’s wearing one of her newer shirts, which is purple (duh) with lacey sleeves.