Yes, this is practically the same exact photo of Fred from the previous post. You can tell by the drool (because it is dinner time).. but I have a point.

Huh.

So a few hours ago I put up a post.

Totally altruistic in its intent.

And, ya, intent matters.

But this is the internet.

And as we know, the internet is a place where people feel that they can just haul off and be negative any time they want.

And someone objected.

And this person didn’t even do it in public!

He chose to send me a message on my phone.

Because he had the number.

Because he is my son.

Fine.

Here is the text I received from him. Initially, he texted that he thought I was embarrassing Fred on purpose. And I thought that he must have been talking about the post a couple of days ago where I caught Fred pooping in the background as the ShepHerds were bounding (well, Marshal Dillon Dingle was ‘bounding’, whilst Princess Blaze was engaged in a delicate trot , royal-style).

So I accused him of being behind on reading my blog and then he sent this… (his words are in the grey bubble):

Okay, I do admit that there is absolutely no way for me to deny that he is my son (because writing style, including topic choosing, is clearly genetic), but also I’m pretty sure he is wrong.

I should add that the bubble up top was also followed by another grey bubble in which Sam accused me of attempting to gain fame by creating a scandal in line with the nude photo leaks of Jennifer Lawrence this past week.

Now, why Sam believes Fred’s penis and nude photos of Jennifer Lawrence would draw equal media attention is probably going to take years of intensive analysis and drain any retirement savings that hasn’t already been eaten up by his college tuition.

But that is all beside the point because poor, poor Fred!

So I went into my handy-dandy photo library and located the portrait that Sam was referring to – and it is the one at the top of this page, but because I am extremely helpful (in addition to altruistic) I will put it here too so you don’t have to scroll and get all tired:

Photo Sam was referring to (rudely, and with venom oozing through his thumbs as he texted me)

So then I zoomed in on Fred to see if he would truly be embarrassed and I found absolutely no proof that this was the case.

In the following, un-re-touched (except to enlarge it for personal absolve-ation) photograph, it is very clear that there is not – nor was there ever – any need for Fred to feel embarrassed due to intentional or unintentional penis reveal-ation.

Case closed.

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