Your dad knew how to rage before you did and his friends are still afraid to give him whiskey because of it. At about half past tipsy, the quiet giant bear child awoke from his sober slumber and became a shit ripping, F5 party tornado. Blacked out and filled with mistakes, he went down in party history each night his alter ego was released. His actions became party folk lore, making him the Johnny Appleseed of getting gnar balls.
So hipsters, next time you’re recanting a tale of intoxicated past and bragging about how awesome you were the previous night, remember this…
Your dad is the patron saint partying and the reason the term “that guy” exists.
Today’s awesome dad photo submitted by kevinfergus of the tumblrverse.
This is one of the classics that made its way into the book. There are tons of new photos and post in it too. Check it out.
Modest Mouse - Little MotelWe treat mishaps like sinking ships, and
I know that I don’t want to be out to drift
Well, I can see it in your eyes, like I taste your lips, and
They both tell me that we’re better than thisCause that’s what I’m waiting for
That’s what I’m waiting for
That’s what I’m waiting for, aren’t I?