I’m at my son’s swim meet, and there’s a guy, couple rows down, yelling, GO ANAKIN!!! I’m going to assume he’s the father of a young man named Anakin.
Hey, I don’t like to judge, ok, but I do, I mean, Anakin? You name your son Anakin? Do you care about your child’s future at all? Kids are going to be calling him Darth Vader, or something worse.
As he’s swimming his last lap, I yell, ANAKIN!!! GO ANAKIN!!!
‘Cause it’s fun to say.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.