Wow.
Dad has a history of blowing it, especially around the holidays; but this is epic. I'll spare my lighthearted readers the heart breaking details of my father's Lindsay Lohan-esque saga but I''ll make a list of what comes to mind.
Booze, pills, broken furniture, broken glass, broken faces, stitches, emergency rooms, four point restraints, sad girlfriends, over it kids, crying blue eyes, haldol, revisiting former coworkers, destroyed navidades, impounded cars, arrests, jail time, DUI's, drama, psychiatrists, wonderful nurses, etc etc etc.
I'm emo and exhausted. I drove for 26 hours for this.
Fantastico. Merry Christmas, friends.
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