One of the many perks of living with my parents is hearing my dad swear. He would never swear in front of me and it is always a treat when I catch him. He thinks I'm downstairs or that no one is home. Here are a couple instances within just this month: (insert appropriate swear word in place of 'BEEP')
D: Son of a BEEP!
H: DAD!
D: My cell phone fell in the toilet!
D: [watching TV] Holy BEEP!
H: [In my room down the hall] DAD!
D: What?!
H: You just said "Holy S"
D: I said "Holy Shiite Muslim!" They're showing all the actors and actresses that have died in the last year. And I recognize a lot of em!....Oh David Nelson died! Ricky Nelson's brother! I didn't know that! He was a good man.
3 comments:
i swear for those exact same reasons. your dad is cool.
I love your blog.
I'm supposed to be having a conversation with someone, but keep reading this instead and keep laughing and the person knows I'm not listening to them...
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