We gave dad the old laptop. Hoo boy.
Dad: Have you read the jokes on the Internet?
Me: Well, not all of them.
He proceeds to tell them to us.
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Dad Discovers Internet vol. II
or HOW TO MAKE LOOKING AT INTERNET PORN COMPLICATED
Me: Watchu doin'?
Dad: Playing strip-poker.
I say a quick prayer begging whoever is listening to not let my Dad be stripping for random creepers on the Internet. I remember to add also not to let my Dad be the random creeper for whom the others might be stripping. (Is it worse for a 50yo man to be the creeper or the creepee? Hmm...)
Me: Um... what?
Dad: Yeah, whenever I win, the chick loses a clothing item.
I notice there's an image of a blonde chick wearing sweats next to the cards. WHAT A RELIEF.
Dad: The bitch is, whenever I lose, all of the clothes gets put back.
Me: You do realise there are easier ways to see naked women on the Internet, right?
...
About an hour later, me already in bed, he comes into my room triumphantly.
Dad: I undressed her!
Me: Well... congrats.
Dad keeps standing at the door.
Me: Uh... do I need to come see?
Dad: YES.
Dad: Have you read the jokes on the Internet?
Me: Well, not all of them.
He proceeds to tell them to us.
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Dad Discovers Internet vol. II
or HOW TO MAKE LOOKING AT INTERNET PORN COMPLICATED
Me: Watchu doin'?
Dad: Playing strip-poker.
I say a quick prayer begging whoever is listening to not let my Dad be stripping for random creepers on the Internet. I remember to add also not to let my Dad be the random creeper for whom the others might be stripping. (Is it worse for a 50yo man to be the creeper or the creepee? Hmm...)
Me: Um... what?
Dad: Yeah, whenever I win, the chick loses a clothing item.
I notice there's an image of a blonde chick wearing sweats next to the cards. WHAT A RELIEF.
Dad: The bitch is, whenever I lose, all of the clothes gets put back.
Me: You do realise there are easier ways to see naked women on the Internet, right?
...
About an hour later, me already in bed, he comes into my room triumphantly.
Dad: I undressed her!
Me: Well... congrats.
Dad keeps standing at the door.
Me: Uh... do I need to come see?
Dad: YES.
2 spoke back:
i can't decide if that is intrinsically the coolest thing i have ever heard, or simply the worst. i love it.
Your dad and mine should meet and like help each other out on figuring out how to type... anything.
*came here cuz noticed I haven't been on my blog since yearsss*
Hi.
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