Thursday, May 5, 2011

Straight-laced Dad, meet Russian Vodka

It turns out my dad has never taken a shot in his life. Last night I basically had to shame him into taking a couple of vodka shots. When in Rome, right? I rewarded him with a Dr. Pepper. Katie's parents, on the other hand, are real troopers. Katie is somewhere in between. Today is another day.

As one friend said "So not Russian... though perhaps that's why he's smart as shit. He didn't drink away his brain cells." Truer words have not been spoken (texted).

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