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My father is a strange man.
I got up to go to the bathroom at like, four A.M., and as I'm going back to my room, he stops me and goes, "You wanna go get breakfast somewhere?" and I was like O.O I just woke up like two seconds ago, and it's four A.M., and we're going where? And he's like "Yeah, let's go." And I'm like, "Iiiiiiii just woke up." and he's goes, "Really? I thought you were up." and I was like "...no. I was asleep. Like all the regular people." and he's like, "Let's just go, there're places open twenty four hours." and I'm like "Why?" and he's like "Because I want bacon." and I was like, "...come to me in an hour." and he's like "It won't be as cool then. You come to me in an hour, and then we'll see." and I'm thinking, I just wanna go back to sleep...
But I said okay, and I went back in my room, and I laid in my bed, and I was in that state where you're asleep, but still aware of the things going on around you, and he's like, "Okay, come on, get up. Come with me to get something to eat." and I'm just like, still waking up, and I'm like "...do I have to?" and he's like "No." but then I was like, well, I am quite hungry, and since I'm awake now, why not? So I was like, "Lemme just get changed and I'll go."
Now it's like four thirty, and it's still dark, and my eyes were half open, and my dad was so excited to get this bacon, and he was planning on going to this diner that he knows and it was kind of far away, so we spent like a half hour driving there, in which he told me stories about his strange life, like he always does whenever we spend time together, and we discussed the Death Eaters being based off the mob, and he talked about being in the car with his drunk friends when he was younger, and so many things, I can't even remember. So we get to this diner, and it's closed. Now, of course, my dad's annoyed. He actually points to the sign and goes, "IT SAYS IT'S OPEN TWENTY FOUR HOURS, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"
So we drove for a while. And we saw a McDonalds that was open twenty four hours, and he was like, "If worse comes to worse, we'll go there. Or to the Stop and Shop, and we'll buy the fucking food and bring it home."
We found a diner. And my dad got his bacon. And by this time it was about five, and my dad went on a little rant about how if the other diner had been open, then we would've been home by now, blah blah.
Butttttttt the point is, my dad got his bacon, and I had french toast, and he told me more stories, because he has a million. And all was right with the world. And now I'm home, and it's six thirty, and recounting the weirdass past few hours I've had.
Yep. Just needed to tell you all that. Alright, time for me to go back to bed.
I got up to go to the bathroom at like, four A.M., and as I'm going back to my room, he stops me and goes, "You wanna go get breakfast somewhere?" and I was like O.O I just woke up like two seconds ago, and it's four A.M., and we're going where? And he's like "Yeah, let's go." And I'm like, "Iiiiiiii just woke up." and he's goes, "Really? I thought you were up." and I was like "...no. I was asleep. Like all the regular people." and he's like, "Let's just go, there're places open twenty four hours." and I'm like "Why?" and he's like "Because I want bacon." and I was like, "...come to me in an hour." and he's like "It won't be as cool then. You come to me in an hour, and then we'll see." and I'm thinking, I just wanna go back to sleep...
But I said okay, and I went back in my room, and I laid in my bed, and I was in that state where you're asleep, but still aware of the things going on around you, and he's like, "Okay, come on, get up. Come with me to get something to eat." and I'm just like, still waking up, and I'm like "...do I have to?" and he's like "No." but then I was like, well, I am quite hungry, and since I'm awake now, why not? So I was like, "Lemme just get changed and I'll go."
Now it's like four thirty, and it's still dark, and my eyes were half open, and my dad was so excited to get this bacon, and he was planning on going to this diner that he knows and it was kind of far away, so we spent like a half hour driving there, in which he told me stories about his strange life, like he always does whenever we spend time together, and we discussed the Death Eaters being based off the mob, and he talked about being in the car with his drunk friends when he was younger, and so many things, I can't even remember. So we get to this diner, and it's closed. Now, of course, my dad's annoyed. He actually points to the sign and goes, "IT SAYS IT'S OPEN TWENTY FOUR HOURS, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"
So we drove for a while. And we saw a McDonalds that was open twenty four hours, and he was like, "If worse comes to worse, we'll go there. Or to the Stop and Shop, and we'll buy the fucking food and bring it home."
We found a diner. And my dad got his bacon. And by this time it was about five, and my dad went on a little rant about how if the other diner had been open, then we would've been home by now, blah blah.
Butttttttt the point is, my dad got his bacon, and I had french toast, and he told me more stories, because he has a million. And all was right with the world. And now I'm home, and it's six thirty, and recounting the weirdass past few hours I've had.
Yep. Just needed to tell you all that. Alright, time for me to go back to bed.