Paint by Numbers

Conversation that took place last night…

-“Pete there’s paint everywhere in the kitchen!”

-“Pete you got paint on the dog?”

-“Pete… THERE IS FREAKING PAINT ON JACKSON !!! You got paint on MY SON!!!!”

——“Wasn’t me.”

He won’t tell. Not now… NOT NEVER! There’s a bond between a father and son that goes beyond that of a mother and son. Men are idiots, we know that from the second we are born. Therefor, we have an innate sense to protect each other. That gene kicks in and is in a heightened sense when it comes to the wife/mom. No way this kid rats on me! “Where’d the paint come from?” “What paint!??”

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