can i just say, i have THE best father in the world ever!
ive been pretty miserable lately, and as i am laying in bed about to take a nap, i hear his fatty man footsteps down the hall. this is what happens next..
Dad: GEEEEE! are you home?
Me: yes father. what do u want?
Dad: i need to borrow your car to go to gilroy
Me: Dad, you are huge. you will break it
Dad: ill fill it up with gas
Me: the tank is already full
Dad: then ill give you 20 bucks!
Me:...
Dad: maybe 15?
Me:....
Dad: ok 10. for a sandwich.
Me: why do you always use my deep love for sandwiches against me???
***10 minutes later***
Dad: GGEEEEE! do you hear that??
Me: What?
Dad: the neighbors kid is playing in our backyard
Me: so..?
Dad: what me to yell at them for you?
Me: you are the best father ever!
he then proceeds to sneak up behind the kid and start yelling about property rights and how the fact that our fence fell is the fault o this 7 year old frightened boy. i think he might have wet himself. god, i love my dad. we share the same love for scaring children....and sandwiches. eating sandwiches, that is, not scaring them. that would be weird. then again its weird i took the sandwich bribe and not the larger amount of money. hmm..i need a nap.
and as i have been sharing with you this tidbit of my father-daughter relationship with the old savage that lives in my house (yup. its my house. check the lease agreement!), he has been sitting in the hallway reading a book and singing rancheras. i dont know why he picks the hallway as his prime reading spot. maybe the lighting is better. god knows ancient people can hardly see a thing. anyways, back to my nap.
my dad is more awesome than your dad. he quotes that 70s show the daily!
A.A.K.
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