published on: 2012-12-25 22:38:04
billythomas: “Time to eat, son,” Dad yelled from the kitchen.
billythomas: I was playing in the back when I heard a voice.
billythomas: I once asked Dad why my thing as so small compared
billythomas: The guys Dad sent me to could distinctly be split
billythomas: “Of course you can have some, son. Tuck in.”
billythomas: “Whaddya say to that, son? Can you believe your