“...The last thing a son wants to see is his dad falling apart. What a pu**y...”
Well, I didn’t “fall apart”, but my kids do see me with a tear in my eye once in awhile. The last time was a couple of weeks ago. I was reading to them from the Declaration of Independence.
They also got to see me angry too.
Bawling like a baby and indulging in some metrosexual feminized getting in touch with your feelings gland is nauseating.