...realized that my youngest daughter's name sounds too similar to a certain losing rat bastard sorry excuse for a kicker from a certain embarrassment of an NFL team.
I couldn't talk to her all day.
Truth be told I've also had a hard time looking at her.
From here on out....or until the time it takes my wounds to heal...she shall be known as 'poops'
I've already e-mailed her teacher.
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