I have a running joke at holidays. When one of my brothers brings a new girl we haven't met. The first thing I do is ask her to pull up her sleeves. When she asks why, I say, "I'm checking for tree bark on your forearms." I then ask said brother if she is a tree-hugger. It's always good for a laugh.
Now that deadbeat Dad is over 65, lonely and financially pot-less, the rest of the family has to suffer his MSM talking points about how GWB is going to steal his SS check and how Bush is getting our boys killed in Iraq over a lie. It's pitiful how gullible some people get when retirement age approaches. They exit this world as they entered it; bald, toothless and dependant on everyone else for their survival.