Do I know she loves me more even though she talks to my wife more?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though she cuddles with my wife more?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though my wife helps her with school projects and stuff?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though my wife understands her better?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though my wife pays more attention to her?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though my wife does her more favors and treats her better?
Nope.
Do I know she loves me more even though my wife is her best friend in the world?
Nope.
So how do I KNOW my youngest daughter loves me more than she loves my wife?
I'll tell ya how I know. She gave me chocolate covered cashews for Father's Day.
And chocolate covered cashews tell no lies.
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Apparently your daughter loves Scooby Doo...how does that make you feel, Iano?
she don't like Rooby-roo, she rikes me.
Runch of ransies. Rissies.
be verrwe, verwee quiet, I'm hunting wansies.
It's twue, it's twue!
Octomorons.
Not a full decagon amongst the lot of you. But, me neither. Where's my martini? And suddenly, I'm jonesin' for Peking Ravioli, which Charlie Chan/Scoobie/Rastro would likely spell quite differently. Woopsie-daisy! Here's to you all (*clink*), Myrna Loy (Wait...let me type it into my bad Chinese stereotype translator: Rucy Riu? WTF? Thing's busted.)
Oi, achei teu blog pelo google tá bem interessante gostei desse post. Quando der dá uma passada pelo meu blog, é sobre camisetas personalizadas, mostra passo a passo como criar uma camiseta personalizada bem maneira. Até mais.
Maybe Chinese Guy scare off NoOplah brog flends, but he bling his Chinese flends to leprace dem. We got biryuns of us. Hey! you want eggloll with you flied lice?
He bling Spanish flends too!
Not Craw, Craw!
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