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Monday, June 15, 2009

Faux Men of Genius

Today we salute you, Mr. Unsupervised Dad.

Your dedication to career and cowardice towards your boss has driven your wife and kids to vacation without you. (Who needs those guuuuuuuuys?)

So they blew town. So what? Undeterred, you press forward with an array of home improvement projects that boggle the mind. (Hey I could put in a helipad!)

You've unclogged drains, dug a swimming pool, and built something called a pergola... All with only 6 trips to the emergency room. (You only need nine fingers...)

Just you and the dog, you're marooned in your underwear on your own Suburbian island. (I'm master of all I surveeeeey!) It's still unclear as to who's cooking tonight.

Salad? You don't need salad. You'll dine on real dinner. Hot wings, pizza, pot stickers and ice cream. (Ooooooh I feel siiiiiick!)

So crack open a cold one, Dad, because to us, you put the "Super" in "Unsupervised."

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