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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Peebody
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Dec 11th, 2003, 12:19 PM
my dad was known as a big prankster so he would alway tell us that he's been cured but we all knew that it wasn't true and he was still sick. he didn't want us to worry and wanted us to live and let live without feeling sorry for him. he hated that shit.
speaking of my dad being a prankster, this one time when i was little, my sister and i were taken to an convienence store by one of my dad's co workers from hostess cakes and wonder bread. inside there was a man dressed up as twinkie the kid passing out twinkies and cupcakes. i hadnt had a clue who was the man inside the suit and i used to be so terrified of the costumes like the one he was wearing. everytime he would come closer to me, i would scream and run to hide behind my sister, using her as a shield. it went on until his shift had ended. we went out in the back of the store, the man in the costume had taken off his head gear, it turned out to be my dad. he looked at me and started laughing. i laughed and laughed and punched my dad in the gut and yelled at my sister for not telling me that it was my dad inside the suit the whole time. we went on and ate what was left over, afterwards.
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