Mock it if you like, but here’s a sample of what you’re missing.
From Jim Treacher:
He was called the Lion of the Senate. Not for his white mane or mighty roar, but because he mated without limits and killed without remorse.
And from the sublime to the ridiculous, here is my favorite new feed: Shit My Dad Says. It’s all good, as the kids say nowadays, but here are some samples:
(watching the Little League World Series) “These kids are all fat. I remember when you were in little league…. You were fat.”
“The dog don’t like you planting stuff there. It’s his backyard. If you’re the only one who shits in something, you own it. Remember that.”
“You need to flush the toilet more than once…No, YOU, YOU specifically need to. You know what, use a different toilet. This is my toilet.”
“Don’t touch the bacon, it’s not done yet. You let me handle the bacon, and i’ll let you handle..what ever it is you do. I guess nothing.”
“Your mother made a batch of meatballs last night. Some are for you, some are for me, but more are for me. Remember that. More. Me.”
I want to meet this guy.