My dad dates. He is dating. He has a date.
My dad is currently on a date with this chick. I met her once and...she's kind of weird. Olivia. She's white I guess. 5'6" and kind of chubby. Long blonde hair and an okay face. Not completely unfortunate. She gives off a hippy-ish vibe. I don't know. She called me Kay Bear....it was hella weird.
What I fucking love about women my dad dates is that they try so hard to get me to like them. They'll offer to take me places. Buy me stuff. And totally kiss my ass. All I really want from them is to leave me alone-ish. They really try hard and I laugh at them. Ha Ha Ha. Behind their backs to my dad of course.
There was one lady he dated I'll never forget. Allison. Wow did I hate her. She had the biggest attitude. She was actually pretty-ish too. I don't think she liked me very much. Can't blame her though. I gave her "tude" back. When my dad was looking she was nice. When he looked away she turned into the devil. Rawr she angered me greatly.
My dad has a bad taste in women. He should let me pick. I have a great taste in women. Look at my wife Sam. She's a genius. She's funny. She sings and dances. She writes. She's caring. She's gorgeous. She has a wonderful personality. She's perfect. Everything you could. Would. Should. Want in a women.
And I miss her.
