Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Happy Birthday, Centaur Sleepover

Dear Son,

It's your father. I just wanted to say Happy Birthday. Congratulations on turning 1. Your mother and I have had our differences but I'm back now. JUST BECAUSE I MOVED TO CALIFORNIA DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T LOVE YOU. Your aunts and uncles have done a great job taking care of you. But Daddy's back now and he's bringing legal California weed to the birthday party.
I love you.

Papa's back and he's got a brand new bag.

Of medical marijuana.

Love,
Desperate Pickle