Fake Puke...

My daddy, Robert Lee Huffman passed away 18 years ago this past Monday and I really miss him.
He was the most charismatic person in the world. When he died the funeral home had to open up a separate room to accomodate all his friends.
Helluva guy...
My favorite story about Daddy happened when we both worked at a local box compamy. His friend Horace and I were eating lunch and Daddy snuck up behind us and put down some fake puke. Horace tried to play it off and subtley moved a little to the left, trying to ignore what he believed was real puke.
Daddy then casually walked over, picked it up and put it his pocket...
Horace tripped out and I howled in laughter.
Daddy was cool...I miss him...