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My kids asked me to tell them a story before going to bed last night so I told them one of my favorites. It goes something like this:
A long time ago, when Daddy was 40 20 pounds lighter and could drink an entire case of beer “Daddy Juice” before going out, he belonged to a fraternity. There were a bunch of guys in this fraternity. Most played sports, all were meatheads. Several times a day the guys in the fraternity would get very hungry so they hired a cook to deep fry breaded cheese, chicken fatties, pork rolls and hotwings for them. They called this man, Gruver. Gruver had been a chef for over 10 30 years, yet for some reason he always ordered too much cheese. The meatheads had no problem eating the assortment of deep fried meats that Gruver put on the table, but there always seemed to be extra slices of cheese laying around after every meal.
Daddy and his friends hated to see any food left over, and rather than let the cheese slices go to waste, the brothers created a game called Cheese Shoulder. It was a very fun game, much like duck-duck-goose, but instead of picking a “goose” you picked one of your buddies who had a job interview over lunch or one who was trying to drill press impress a girl while checking his mail at the commons…and instead of “running around in a circle”, you would carefully place a slice of cheese on his shoulder and see how long he would continue to go about his day before realizing he looked like an asshole a dumb head.
Finally, one day Daddy and his buddies were thrown out of college had to grow up and get jobs. Some of Daddy’s friends became doctors. Some of Daddy’s friends became lawyers. Most of Daddy’s friends now have families. But no matter how serious life gets, or what occasion they may find themselves sweating profusely at, you should never forget that Daddy and his knucklehead friends still aren’t afraid to put a piece of sharp on your shoulder.
The End.
Be A Man.
-The Founding Father
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