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I´m sorry mothers

I know today in the U.S you celebrate mothers day, and it should be a day for joy….
to whom by the way?
The mother? 9 months of the kid kicking you inside
What a pride!
The labour for the kid to come out?
And then a constant shout!
Funny if the kid stuck his head out looked left and right and said..
Not a cool place I´m going inside back again
That would be a weird end
No sleeping while his toddler years
We have women zombies driving around hitting deers
The joys of them being in their teens,
the fun then really begins….

I´m sorry mom, I have decided to rename this day, ¨Sorry moms¨ 😉

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

father father don’t you see?

Look at that handsome man,
that is him,
my father… or not, I’ll snap you with a knot,
so I’ll get srerious then.

MY father…what can I say about this man…

always calm
hands never tremble
smart
hard working
funny…in his own way
no self pitty
love his wife
he is great at his job
the bravest person i have known
not in the physical sense
but in the mental strenght
he takes care of my mother
and she actually doesn’t even need to take care from anybody
40 plus years together…damn,
although, how in the world does this guy makes her laugh in the morning?
i will never be him…
but i got that since i was at least 16
so,
he inspires others
to be enterprenours
and that takes some nevers
that a lot of people disserve
that,
my friends,
is a true man.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.