Oh Honestly...

On the "petition" for the restraining order (I guess it's not a "protection order" after all?), my dad couldn't even get my birthday right. He mixed it up with Jeff's. Oh well. At least he got the right year.

See people? This is just one tiny, almost insignificant example of what I mentioned in that email I sent some of you. Truths twisted with lies. Sheeze. He think's I'm 5' 6". Not even close. I wish.

This has been your daily laugh-cast. Stay tuned.