It's rare that a picture can make you smile while at the same time send a shudder of dread down your spine.
As Rakes and Rich enjoyed a biscuit yesterday morning (Rich shared his hash browns with Rakes, which I thought was an awesome gesture) I snapped this shot of Rakes looking adoringly at Rich while Jr devours a ham biscuit.
And it hit me; Rakes is EXACTLY like Rich, only 20 years younger and slightly less profane.
Throw in the fact he's STILL asking if Jr can come live with us and I'm pretty sure I'll be in the institution by the time I'm 50.
Glass jar on a shelf.
2 hours ago