George has had a major behavioral turnaround, becoming mostly pleasant and fit-less after about four months of [expletive] [expletive] [expletive]. I hesitate to give all the credit to my dad, but it is true that he offered to buy George new cowboy boots if George didn’t have a fit for a week, and it is also true that George did not have a fit for a week and got his boots.
I received this pic while the two were out shopping, leading me to believe George had selected a standard, brownish-black style.
Imagine my surprise when he came home with these:
It’s like having a full-sleeve tattoo. Extreme, but he can still get a job. In the meantime, though, he is wearing shorts everyday. This is a true story about success, bribery, and America.
Love It! Go George!!