For Part 5, I’m going to do something special: reveal not only my own horrific transformation, but my brother’s as well. I received today and e-mail around the hour of 11:38 am sent from my brother’s iPhone. The heading read: “I squat like dad in department stores.” Upon opening, this is what I saw:
In case you hadn’t guessed… this is something my dear father does on the frequent. That is, when we can drag him to a department store. And I don’t blame him, they’re frightening places… giant overwhelmingly claustrophobic places full of noisy consumers and……… oh lordy bagordy what am I saying.