The fool is 30!!!
Truth. So I was found in a meteor on the side of the road as a baby, wrapped in blankets. A nice couple with a flat tire found me and took me to the hospital where the nurses, nervous that I’d dominate the world, put me in this hermetically sealed box for their safety.
Actually, I was born 5 1/2 weeks premature and it was the 70’s so they just put me into an oven used to hatch chicks… and it worked.
Speaking of the 70’s……..
Pictured in his late 20’s here, my father, with his awesome hair and boots, married the homecoming queen…
…bought a house in the suburbs and had two pretty awesome boys.
So happy birthday to this fool! The son of the homecoming queen, a guy with sweet hair and boots and the brother to the tiny dude with the striped shirt and awesome red Keds.
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