My Daughter: Ugh...I dont even want to go on the class field trip to Wildwood. Me: Why not? My Daughter: Because its just gonna be a bikini contest. I hate that. Me: Oh....Uh....Oh....Well, you know, you dont have to go. I can write you a note. My Daughter: What? Why? Me: Well, so you dont have to get....You know....glared at in your bikini. My Daughter: I DONT want that. Me: Well, you dont have to go if you dont want to. My Daughter: DAD!! If course I wanna go. Its the last trip of the year. Who said I didnt wanna go!?! Me: Well....I thought....I mean....YOU said that. My Daughter: I didnt say that. Of course I wanna go. Me: Oh....Okay... My Daughter: I need a new bathing suit. Me: Okay. You probably wanna get a one piece. Or, maybe a wet suit. My Daughter: Funny, Dad. I want a bikini. Me: Oh. Well, I thought you wouldnt, because if the bikini contest thing. My Daughter: Dad! Its not a REAL bikini contest. The boys are just going to be glaring at the girls. Me: I figured. My Daughter: So, I need a new bikini. Me: So, the boys can glare at you. My Daughter: No!! Me: But, they will. My Daughter: Probably. Me: Which you dont want. My Daughter: No! Me: And, you need a new bikini. My Daughter: Right. Me: Got it. My Daughter: So, can we go? Me: Go? No. We cannot go. In fact, Im still pondering whether or not you will ever leave the house, this Summer. My Daughter: MOM!?!! My wife: What? My Daughter: I need a new bikini, and dad is making jokes.....AS USUAL. My Wife: Whats the problem? She looks really good in a bikini. Me: You arent helping. My Daughter: SEE!?!! My wife: Dont worry. Ill take you. Me: Lets go to Dicks. They sell guns there, too. My Daughter: Dad!!
Posted on: Sun, 25 May 2014 20:56:10 +0000
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