“Justy, I know you’re my son, but–” “We’re not doing foot stuff, Pop.” “–let’s do foot stuff. Why not?” “It’s wrong.” “Naaaaah. You ever hear about Abraham and Isaac from the Hotel Book?” “The Bible. That book is called the Bible.” “They did tons of toe-play. Nobody thought less of them.” “Are you sure?” “I’ve … Continue reading Kreutzmenn