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Fast forward a couple of years...

"daddy, why do you look like Santa Claus?"

"Well Braeden, because Aunttie Ann and Uncle Nick kept leaving their Miller F$&*ING Lite at our house every time they would come to visit. So naturally I had to drink it to cleanse the fridge of all of it's bad habits, of which there are many... like growing chocolate and cheese cake and all that yummy stuff. And the grey hair, well, dammit, that's just genetics. You just wait, you little shit."

"what's gemneticicks?"

"Go ask your mother... And grab me a beer on the way back."

Nick