Most people have a dad, but I have a dad. My dad is, how to say it nicely... a natural phenomenon, the local baron Prášil. In his defense, I state that he is not to blame. Our Pogod family is a very bizarre group of fools, and this is not so much a book as a wide open window into our living room. Welcome! I recommend you jump back, then sit down, the weaker types please take a seat, and we can begin. My dad and I swear that all the stories we tell here really happened. That's the best part!