It's not father's day, but since it came to mind I thought I'd "share" with the group...
When our "friends" proved themselves unworthy:
When he wanted to mess with our heads:You can pick your friends,
and you can pick your nose.
But you can't wipe your friends under the table.
Then there's the elusive mathematical conundrum:You can pick your friends,
you can pick your nose,
and you can pick a banjo.
But you can't pick your friend's nose with a banjo.
What goofy thing did your dad, grandpa, or uncle say that used to drive you crazy, but now you can never forget.If a centipede a pint,
and a velocipede a quart,
How much would a precipice?
Remember, you can tune a piano, but you can't...