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Oh, no! Anyway…
I never knew my dad, so I’m off the hook for buying a gift. I have 2 small children of my own tho, so I’ll be spending the day with those little shits before I have some tattoo work done. That is my gift to myself.
Condolences, friend. I agree with this post. I lost my best friend in 2017, and it’s not that he didn’t like having his picture taken, we just didn’t take very many pictures when we were together. So now all I have to remember him by are a couple pics and very foggy memories of our inebriated shenanigans. And a couple of scars too, but I couldn’t actually tell you how those got there.
This is truly inspirational. Never too late to change.
I had an orange boi named Barley for many years. He was as dumb as a stump but a sweeter cat you couldn’t hope to meet. RIP dumbass.