Picture This

Mr F is standing at the sink... I am toasting my waffles when somthing catches my eye: his midsection. I grab the camera and subtly try and take a few shots of his gut.


"What are you doing?" Mr F asks

"Nothing" I respond

"Are you taking pictures for my shirt?" Mr F asks

(okay...yeah if that's what you want to think... really I'm snapping some "before" shots without permission)

"I know it looks dorky, I don't ever tuck my shirts in... have you seen me tuck in my shirts except when I'm wearing a suit?" Mr F continues in a defensive tizzy

"What's going on?" Kid asks

"Mom's trying to start some trouble but she doesn't know that I'm already riled up" Mr F replies


Oooh I'm scared...