Yep, we float off alone to nothingness and then pop. At least, that’s the way I learned andI’m carrying on the tradition.
I’d just say “Son, I’m not going to buy you a balloon. If you want a balloon, get a job at the local orphan’s workhouse.”
Because I don’t have a son.
I will still accept your nomination for Father of the Year 2015.
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