Feb 05, 2006 22:01
I think I was the only human being who has never been interested in watching the superbowl. Okay, maybe one of the few. I have never in my life watched a superbowl, if I were ever forced to go to watch one, I would probably wander off somewhere else to entertain myself. I remember we had a superbowl party at my house once and I dressed up as an Indian, my friend dress up as tinkerbell and we got inside of a box. Because we were both very magical creatures and that's what magical creatures do, they get inside of boxes.
And this one time, my Ken and Barbie were dancing and my dad accused me of being a perverted 5 year old and said they were having sex. BUT BARBIE AND KEN CAN'T HAVE SEX WITH THEIR CLOTHES ON. Well they can, but it'd be very difficult.
My dad is notorious for "not caring." When I say this, I mean it. Once, we were watching my brother graduate, he left in the middle of it to go buy some booze. I think the only person these days he gets along with is my mother. I've also noticed while on the road with him, if you tell him to hurry, he'll take his sweet pleasant time. We were sitting there in the vehicle waiting for him to close the door and start the car and warm us up with the heater. My mom said nicely that he needed to hurry because we were freezing. So he slowly takes his time entering the car, asks everyone if they want a toothpick, shuffle around for the keys very slowly. Then starts the car. I have proof to back this up. I noted a night early that we needed to leave early from a camping trip because a bunch of my friends were leaving for college and I'd never see some of them again because they were going out of state. He stops by on the boat to grab a beer and I sit in the boat waiting for us to leave, I tell my mom we're late. She says she tried to convince my dad we had to leave and my dad said that this boat trip would only take 30 minutes. He lied, it took 2 hours, PLUS he knew that after the boat trip was done, we'd have to pull the boat out of the water, which took another hour. Guess what? We were late and he didn't give a shit. He intentionally sat there drinking a beer on a dock and talking to some random couple and because I was impatiently waiting for him in the boat, he had to be a jackass and take even longer than he intended.
Gosh 10 days, can't believe it. I'm scared.