father's day

So, this one time, me and mi familia went to Golden Corral. If you're not familiar with Golden Corral, think Sizzler. In Kings County in the 80's, this was considered a "nice" place to have a "nice" dinner for a special occasion. I know, right? Anyways, Golden Corral has your standard Sizzler-esque array of "bars". Salad bar, potato bar, dessert bar. Whatever I ordered came with a baked potato, so I went and loaded that bad boy up with sour cream. I sat down next to my dad, took a bite of the baked potato and immediately spit it out. My dad asked what was wrong. I told him that whoops, I put whipped cream on my potato.

I don't think I ever saw my dad laugh harder.

Miss you, dad.
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