The Bad Guy


I was having lunch with my father a few weeks ago.  There was a lull in the conversation and I looked over at one of the tables and saw a older woman with quite a bit of make up and spoke up to my dad.

“Hey, Dad.  It’s Tammy Faye!”

My dad was non-plussed by my supposed insult to the stranger.

“That’s really not nice of you.  Just because she has a lot of make up…”

“No!  Dad, look!”

“Oh…you’re right.”

It was Tammy Faye.


September 17, 2006 - Posted by | Uncategorized

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