Saturday, July 24, 2010

3 a.m.

So I come down stairs and there's Jack, alone on the couch, drinking. He looked a little down so I asked him if he wanted to order a pizza. Pizza cures all things.

Jack said "Nope, I got my meal right here."

He grabbed the remote, turned on the TV and started watching Jersey Shore.

I told him that I thought that show was a little inappropriate for a person of his age group.

And that's when he started to get belligerent.


Eventually, he tired and passed out in front of the TV. Daddy 1 Jackson 0

THE END

Jenn-This is what I come downstairs to at 3am...Jack passed out, Steve "blogging"

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