He's Got A Way With Words!

Dad managed to sneak a cell phone call to me from his hospital bed just moments ago. I now give you "Big Bill," in his own words . . .

"They've still got me doped up on morphine, but this new stone ain't movin'. I told the doc I don't have weeks to sit around and wait for it to pass on its own. So tomorrow the doc is gonna knock me out, then stick a coat hanger up my pecker and pull it out."

Well, no one ever said Big Bill minced words, eh?! And for those of you who haven't had the pleasure of meeting my Dad in person, now you know where my straight-shootin' conversation style comes from.