But it's only fair that I be willing to shine some spotlight on myself, too.
Here are some photos of yours truly that are now fair game for jokes, criticism and catty remarks. Fire away!
I wish I still had this outfit...
My wife sometimes wonders what's up with me and my sock-wearing decisions. As you can see, it's been a lifelong issue.
Finally, I really had no right to make fun of Underwear Kid in last night's Halloween Countdown post. Here's me and my Fruit of the Looms. (Feel bad for my great-grandfather, whose portrait is peering over my shoulder.)
Sweet dreams everyone!
Love it! Thanks for sharing your pain, Chris. It was so big of you that I refuse to make jokes. Only one question: why do parents insist on photographing their children holding up gifts that they received? Do they wish to capture the joyous gratitude upon their sweet cherubs' countenances? 'Cause I don't know about you, but I was never overjoyed when I received underwear. Wait, I do know about you - I can see from your photo that you were one happy camper.
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