Junior LSP Roofie

 

I know, this is a family blog so all six of you readers get the news on my eldest son who's enjoying the Army. Well done, boy. But there's another son you've hardly heard of, a Junior LSP, who lives in the land of the ice and snow, in Calgary. What's he up to?

Roofing. That's right, up at 5 am and onto the roofs of Calgary and beyond, which is no small thing right about now with our Old Enemy the Weather about to get -40++ with the wind. You can imagine what it's like on the roofs.

So respect to the young 'un. Graduate from High School and get up on that roof instead of taking a "year out" as some kind of two-bit hippy. And, when college looms shortly he'll be able to pay for it, what with having a trade and all. Quite unlike, say, trannie theater collective majors.

Familial plaudit regardless, we spoke for the first time in a while this evening, "Dad, we were working on a roof in Cochrane for the RCMP, it was pretty cool, a big complex, and there was this noise, so we stopped and looked up. A bald eagle, soaring, I couldn't believe it was real, but it was."

God bless and keep our young men, wherever they are.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Bullet in the Roof

The roof of my Mother's house in Dallas was leaking, so she got it fixed. But what caused the roof to leak? An amused Mexican roofer found the culprit; a bullet had gone through the composite and into the old wood shingles beneath.

You see, what happens here is they shoot their pistols in the air, forgetting that what goes up, must come down. Except for the Episcopal Church; that broke free of gravity years ago.

Cheers,

LSP