This is a poem I wrote in the earliest days of Single Dad Laughing, as I struggled with the immediate world around me viewing me as a lost soul...
This is my response to the Mormons who read my post about dating Mormon girls and could not laugh about any of it. I tried not to reply, but, urgh... I had to.
I made this photo worse (and confessed it) to make the driver look like a schmuck, and also to see who would give him the benefit of the doubt. Why was that so hard for us all?
When you see me, what do you see? Do you see a man looking for love, Or do you see immorality?