Well, today is a great, historic day. It's the day, that one million years ago, Fathers, were born. They came, from a land, with no money. They found this world, and called it home. They discovered the woman, and fell in love. Spoons fell from the sky, making ( some) dads, great cooks. Soon the woman had children, and the Father was born. They evolved into loving, kind people, and other persononages just call them Dad's because only English people call there dads fathers. And we each got one, to care and love us. To take us to baseball games, to go camping, to be the man of the house. To be a scout leader, to be a computer company website manager or something, to run a business, to write a book, to grow old and be a grandpa, and to be remembered bye everyone who knew him, as there dad.
Happy Dad's Day!
PS: Mitchell, I tried to include your Dad's job in here, but I didn't really know what exactly what he manages, so I just put computer stuff.
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