Every time I see a plumbers crack I always start to think about my dad. I know that’s a little disturbing but its true to me it symbols my father. There is never a day were I don’t have to tell him, pull up your pants dad. It gets so bad sometimes I just put pencils and other things down his pants and laugh as he freaks out.
There was one time in particular where I freaked out. It was the end of the day and my dad had to pick me up from school. Before he came and picked me up he was cutting grass that’s no problem. As I got out the school I saw him he was walking around asking and looking for me. He was wearing pink sweat pants hanging off his butt no shirt and there was grass woven into his chests hair. My dad looked like a green mountain man with pink pants. As soon as I saw him I felt my neck getting red I was so embarrassed.
The next thing I know he is yelling my name looking around for me. He sees something on the ground and bends over to pick it up and all u see is his crack sticking out and I swear every one stopped and looked. I turned around and waited inside in till pretty much everyone was gone then I walked out and got right into the car I yelled for him and he came over. After we got down the street I took a deep breath and flipped out screaming at him and he is just sitting there laughing at me. This is one example of my dad
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