The first, a picture of the backside of a photograph, with a little note at the bottom, read that:
With that in mind, the actual photo itself:
On the right, my dad.
On the left, Chuck Norris.
Chuck Norris
Chuck, motherfucking Norris
While he was still regularly involved in martial arts, my dad apparently not only attended quite a few parties with Chuck Norris, but also went to the movies with him a few times...several of which he brought me along.
Though I can't remember (I think I was one or two years old at the time)...I was in the presence of, and most likely touched, Chuck motherfucking Norris.
So, there you have it. Irrefutable proof that I am, in fact, a complete and utter bad-ass.
