What's MY father to do?
Sorry, but after DrUnk's tale yesterday, I just got off the phone with my dad in England. He played in a golf tournament this week, after which they held a raffle. His ticket came up and he won a prize - a Steelers shirt and terrible towel! He joked that he thought of me when he went to collect it.
I've instructed him to burn it immediately. He laughed but I informed him I seriously will not set foot in his apartment if it's there when I arrive in three weeks.
I honestly can't believe he won a f*cking Steeler shirt. Particularly in a raffle in England. Maybe they were saving money and giving away stuff they'd picked up at goodwill. Un-freakin-believable.