Bloody hell I hope so...
My dad's brilliant!
He's played in bands his entire adult life so has almost no understanding of behaving responsibly, buggers off on holidays with mum as often as is humanly possible, has the inate ability to initiate fun and weirdness and makes friends with everyone from the mayor to the street sweeper wherever he goes.
As a kid he bought me an air rifle and mini-bike despite everyone else telling him they were the last things I needed.
As a teen he taught me that Excelpet flea care will get rid of crabs withoout having to visit the family doctor (who would have told mum) and that safe sex is using a false name.
When I first started work he'd meet me in the pub afterward for a pint and a game of pool (at which he would cheat constantly), he'd cover for me when I got into trouble, lie to the boss or police if needed and never flinched at any of the idiotic things I ever did or said.
He's moved into a retirement village now and has set up a beer-making enterprise with one of his new mates plus a cottage industry repairing cars for money under the table and last week when I was visiting and asked if I could borrow a pen, grabbed one with "Viagra" stamped down the side, a gift I can only assume, for being a frequent flyer.
Every time anyone who knows him rolls their eyes at something I've done and says "You're just like your father!" it makes me very happy indeed.
In fact might give him a call right now and tell him I love him.
So there.
( difficultchild, Thu 7 May 2009, 7:24, 2 replies)

Ahh but
Does he know the sticky-hat method of catching pheasants?
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Thu 7 May 2009, 9:26, closed)

^^^
If he does, he'd also know about making sure you use the 'horse-hair-stopper' when you do catch the sweet-toothed buggers.
(dchurch bah, Thu 7 May 2009, 11:09, closed)