INACTIVE"Oh no, I'm still hammered." my dad casually mutters as his SUV blasts towards the airport at 90 miles per hour. It's 5:30am, and my flight leaves at 6:15.
"This is your fault," he says as he swerves through an intersection, "you should have woken me up earlier."
"I woke you up at 5am, you slept until 5:10 and immediately took a shower!"
"Yeah, but I was fast. We should stop and get breakfast!" he interjects.
My dad is a funny, funny man.
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