The centuries old argument of who proverbially wears the pants within the family hierarchical structure has finally been put to bed.
Daddy Prince has unanimously fulfilled (what I am sure many already saw as his natural role) the position of ‘Lord Commander’ and ‘Undisputed Ruler Of The Roost’ and will carry his reign triumphantly through the trials and tribulations that might face him over the course of (almost) a whole week.
Daddy Prince has unanimously fulfilled (what I am sure many already saw as his natural role) the position of ‘Lord Commander’ and ‘Undisputed Ruler Of The Roost’ and will carry his reign triumphantly through the trials and tribulations that might face him over the course of (almost) a whole week.
Dan's Trumpesque new hat, worn at all times within the household.
With his closest rival for the position of ‘Ruler Of The Roost’ out of contention (visiting England) for the next handful of days he will be left to his own devices to make such (inane) hugely vital and tremendously important decisions such as…….
1. How best to load the dishwasher (without intervention;) and also be given a complete free rein of when to actually turn the bloody thing on.
2. What and when to cook and why.
3. Making sure the kids look at their most stunning and gleaming best for their school photographs. Which it seems is a rather huge debating point for the opposing camps campaign team.
One side of the debate argues for it’s utmost importance and views it as a huge pivotal point in nurturing ones children and helping guide them through an eventful and oh so emotionally and physically draining ordeal.
The other side of the debate could give a * * * * .
Unfortunately (due to untimely scheduling) the opposing camp will not be present for the said debate and instead will be left to rue the fact that the 'Ruler Of The Roost' views 'School Photograph Day' as nothing more than a rite of passage into the town of Geeksville, found just outside the city of Geekokyo on planet Geek.
For the boys among us I would estimate that almost 1000% of ‘School Photographs’ will capture (in an uncanny perfect light) the lopsided bowl cut that your mum quickly cobbled together in the kitchen whilst you sat rigidly still on a freezing cold, paint splatted, uncomfortable stool that had just been fetched from the garage. All the time wondering WTF is she doing so close to my ears with those huge effing shears? (Kitchen scissors).
Actually adorning the walls of somebodies hallway!
For the girls among us I am guessing that the vast majority of you are pictured distantly gazing high and left looking for ‘The (imaginable) Birdie’ with a weird bedazzled smile of confusion (of not seeing a birdie) and utter terror of not nailing that perfect smile that your mum had drilled into you during the walk to school.
Not to mention those perfectly, imperfectly aligned bunches or ‘Fuzz Mullet’ with a face framed by ‘Spaz Fringe.’
Couple the above with a washed out, handed down, ironed to death frayed school commissioned pale primary coloured shirt or blouse and yeah, you’re looking a million bucks people!
The kids don’t know how easy they have it now!
No more is it a one shot deal and no more does the photographer look like a blend of Rolf Harris and Borat wearing your uncles beige corduroys randomly asking you to look at mythical creatures wondrously hovering above and slightly off to the left of his head!
Instead they get some really cool beautiful trendy young creative person full of beaming smiles and energy, cracking jokes and doling out hi fives to ‘chillax’ the situation.
Then after ‘make up’ they get to sit down in front of the latest high tech digital cameras and lighting, have 16 pictures taken in 8 nano seconds and then waltz off with a baby chino for playing ball and sitting still!
Not to mention those perfectly, imperfectly aligned bunches or ‘Fuzz Mullet’ with a face framed by ‘Spaz Fringe.’
Couple the above with a washed out, handed down, ironed to death frayed school commissioned pale primary coloured shirt or blouse and yeah, you’re looking a million bucks people!
The kids don’t know how easy they have it now!
No more is it a one shot deal and no more does the photographer look like a blend of Rolf Harris and Borat wearing your uncles beige corduroys randomly asking you to look at mythical creatures wondrously hovering above and slightly off to the left of his head!
Instead they get some really cool beautiful trendy young creative person full of beaming smiles and energy, cracking jokes and doling out hi fives to ‘chillax’ the situation.
Then after ‘make up’ they get to sit down in front of the latest high tech digital cameras and lighting, have 16 pictures taken in 8 nano seconds and then waltz off with a baby chino for playing ball and sitting still!
School photographers have come a long way.
So no.
This ‘Roost Ruler’ shall not be fretting over the School Photographs,
The pics will be what the pics will be and no camp shall complain!
Sincerely.
Lord Commander And Undisputed Ruler Of The Roost.
Power Drunk D. Prince
This ‘Roost Ruler’ shall not be fretting over the School Photographs,
The pics will be what the pics will be and no camp shall complain!
Sincerely.
Lord Commander And Undisputed Ruler Of The Roost.
Power Drunk D. Prince