One of the reasons why I love my dad
Dad (reading the Sunday advertisements): whoa, maybe I should get this.
Me: A chocolate fountain? Why, you don't like chocolate.
Dad: Who says I need to put chocolate in it? Get one of these bad boys and put some hot BBQ sauce in it so when I make my hot wings, all you have to do is just let it fall on top.
Me: Are you serious?
Dad: And I can get this champagne fountain and use it for beer. Now that's a party.
Me: You're so classy dad.
Leave it to my dad to strip the decadence off of classy party hosting.
Me: A chocolate fountain? Why, you don't like chocolate.
Dad: Who says I need to put chocolate in it? Get one of these bad boys and put some hot BBQ sauce in it so when I make my hot wings, all you have to do is just let it fall on top.
Me: Are you serious?
Dad: And I can get this champagne fountain and use it for beer. Now that's a party.
Me: You're so classy dad.
Leave it to my dad to strip the decadence off of classy party hosting.