Such a Good Father

I'm worried about the sex life of my friend Faraz. He's a Wall Street Finance guy and he's very worried about his bonus, and now he regrets voting for Obama. Such worries have repercussions in the bedroom, because "getting laid is awesome, getting off is awesome, but getting laid off is no fun. "


One may ask: how does a responsible father have time to read funny stories on Reuters Oddly Enough? This morning Poo had to go for her medical check-up.


"What about my breakfast?" I asked. She just glared at me.


"OK, I get it," I responded, "I will take care of my own breakfast."


"Not just your breakfast!" said Poo, "but the boys' breakfast, too! Please, be a good father."


After she left I sent Thun to the soi to buy our breakfast: fried fish and chicken, sticky rice and Ovaltine. After breakfast I asked them, "boys, what do you want to do?"


"Go to the internet shop, to play games!"


You see, at home we have only one computer, but here, every boy gets his own. So, Thun is playing Counterstrike, Jason is playing Feeding Frenzy, and I am blogging, looking at techie websites and reading Reuters Oddly Enough.


Such a good father!