The mohawk explanation

Hello!

How are we doing this morning/afternoon?

I'm sorry I'm really late today but I had a really bad night/morning! At 2 AM in the morning I had to wake up my wife because I had a fever, not much of a fever it was only .5° more than the normal body temperature. But to an MS patient this is really bothersome, I couldn't move my hands or fingers, the little movement that I have on my legs was impossible and I was shivering a bit. So by the time I I fell asleep it was probably five o'clock in the morning, I had my breakfast late and now I'm all alone and I can blog properly.

The bet, I know that on my previous post I commented that because of a bet I had to had the semi-mohawk haircut, but you people don't know what the bet was, so here goes.

At the reunion while consuming the awesome sangria my brother had created, my little brother and I started debating the powers of alcohol. So one of my comments was that when I'm tipsy I feel I could just get up of this wheelchair and start walking. So my little brother put a bet on that, he said that I couldn't get up if I wanted to, yeah I know the bastard is insensitive, so me tipsy with alcohol as I was took the bet. Obviously the looser was gonna have his hair, or whatever is left of it, removed by my oldest nephew. So I think you can deduct what the outcome was, my wife doesn't like it but my daughters are thrilled that their daddy has a mohawk.

Don't drink and bet kids!

Have a nice Sunday or whatever is remaining of the!