Male Bonding
Mike called me 'Dad' yesterday for the first time. And the second time. I'm not sure why he thinks I'm his Daddy (and I'm certain it's nothing kinky), but I'm moderately touched and moved. The physics of the whole thing are rather mind-boggling (he's 6 months older than me), but I guess there's nothing a Dad won't do for his son.
Also: isn't there something inherent ironic in Bush ordering an intelligence review?
Let me eat cake
The adventures of Dave in wonderland
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