Dinner with Dad
Just try it.
Trust me.
You’re so picky.
How are you my daughter?
It’s macaroni.
Isn’t that your favorite food?
Why is there dust on it?
Those are bread crumbs.
It’s fancy restaurant macaroni after all.
Oh.
Fine.
Liar!
What is that?
May I be excused?
I’m gonna puke!
Keep your voice down.
It’s calamari.
The meal that taught me
everybody lies.
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Love this… I was with you!