your father...
sitting on the couch...
in drag.
Even when you knew it was happening, and you knew that it's because he's in costume for a skit.
It's still a rather disturbing experience.
Although, I now see the family resemblance between my dad and my sister. My brother is the spitting image of my dad, and I look a lot like him too, but my sister doesn't look that much like him.
However, in a dress, a blond wig, bad makeup, and heels, I can see the resemblance.
So, who does that reflect more badly on--my sister, or my dad?
Just some thoughts for you to ponder as you go about your day.
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