Thursday evening.

Father and I are sitting in our underwear watching CNN when I notice a couple things…

1. My underwear are puffy and feature cartoonish prints of monkeys. Spectacled Langur monkeys, I believe.
2. Dad’s undies aren’t so puffy, and completely monkey-free. Stains, yes. Monkeys, no.
3. I have extremely fat feet.

I also have cankles. Google it. Where Dad has a bony bump at the joint where shank meets hoof, I have a dimple.

That’s right, cankle dimples. Dimples. On my cankles.

How in the wide world of wombats did this happen? And more importantly, can it be fixed?

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