The story here is that I have the luxury of having a dad this is not only still living, but kind of a weird old dude. Sometimes he sends me emails that are just one sentence long about the new Jack Reacher movie, sends me a picture of a knife he just bought, or tells me that I should think of opening a smoothie shack. One day I had the pleasant experience of awakening to an email with an audio attachent of him telling a story.

Also, he tells it with a southern accent, and he definitely grew up in the south, but no longer has a southern accent.

So what could I possibly do other than turn it into a duet between father and son? Here is the proud outcome of my father’s strange impulse to tell a story and of my attempt to send us both into new lives of Rockstardom.

 

 

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