Dirt Desire
Dear Jeremiah,
You are a beast. Beast, meaning you've got stunning good looks, massive chic-magnet biceps, and hair that no one can touch; hypothetically of course. We'll have this talk later, like 11 years from now when you will have to turn the ladies down for real, but I just wanted you to know that Mom and I adore you. You got the looks from her. You also got the desire to eat dirt from her.
Dude. You're a beast.
Love,
Dad











