(Father and Son are driving home from the wrestling matches at the Monroe Armory) Father: You know , I went with my dad to the matches one night and these two guys really beat the tar out of each other, but later I saw them coming out of a resaturant acting like two close friends...Do you understand? Son: Sure, it is like the Three Stooges...they beat each other up, but they dont get hurt too bad and in the end they are still friends. Father (grinning): Thats pretty close, buddy... My father died 35 years ago tomorrow...I am the same age as he was when he died...
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 00:04:20 +0000