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Originally Posted by Fig
He had me get him a beer from the basement and this time he passed out before he could strike me. I think soon he'll let me eat at the table.
Anyone else have a good day?
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I can relate, this one time my dad took me out to the local ice cream shop, but since I said a bad word in the car I didn’t get sprinkles. I’m surprised Child Protection Services weren’t called.