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"Do anything good for your birthday?" one of your friendly B3TA moderator team asked in one of those father/son phone calls that last two minutes. "Yep," he said, "Your mum." Tell us about dads, lack of dad and being a dad.
Suggested by bROKEN aRROW
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 11:50)
"Do anything good for your birthday?" one of your friendly B3TA moderator team asked in one of those father/son phone calls that last two minutes. "Yep," he said, "Your mum." Tell us about dads, lack of dad and being a dad.
Suggested by bROKEN aRROW
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 11:50)
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The strawberry patch...
Dad would get up every day, stroll through the house naked and head out to the garden. He'd take a piss in the garden while loudly farting. Then he'd take a running jump and bomb drop into the pool. He'd stroll back through the house dripping wet while making yet another earth shattering fart and possibly a belch for good measure. He'd head off to the shower and start getting ready for work all the while proclaiming to no one in particular that the strawberries near the patch of garden he'd just pissed on where looking rather juicy and were almost ready to eat. I never ate the strawberries.
( , Tue 30 Nov 2010, 13:33, Reply)
Dad would get up every day, stroll through the house naked and head out to the garden. He'd take a piss in the garden while loudly farting. Then he'd take a running jump and bomb drop into the pool. He'd stroll back through the house dripping wet while making yet another earth shattering fart and possibly a belch for good measure. He'd head off to the shower and start getting ready for work all the while proclaiming to no one in particular that the strawberries near the patch of garden he'd just pissed on where looking rather juicy and were almost ready to eat. I never ate the strawberries.
( , Tue 30 Nov 2010, 13:33, Reply)
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