The Farf

The Farf is the nickname of one of my favorite people. I don't call him Farf, I call him Christian or if I am talking to his parents, he is the Boy. I guess our first meeting was when he was probably 2 or three weeks old. He was a cute little kid. As he was growing up he developed a great sense of humor, and I really loved that about the Boy. There was one period in his development, I think that he was about 9 or 10 years old then, that I remember very well. I don't know to this day why he did this, but every time he would see me anywhere he would get me in a headlock. I don't know if that is what I inspire in kids ,that they have an overwhelming desire to wrap their arms around my neck. Maybe, I think that it is the case that , I'm just so dam adorable . I often wonder if it wasn't the Boys headlocks, over a period of years, that caused my hair loss. Anywho, the Boy grew up went to college and is now working in New York City in advertising. And he just got married( I wonder if he put the headlock on his future wife on the first, or waited till the second date) to a wonderful women, so he is doing very well for himself. Now we are all waiting for a little Farf or Farfett to come along soon. I can't wait because I have the perfect name picked out for the little rugrat " SNUBBENS WILLIEFUSS". It's got a nice ring to it, don't you think.