There's something special about the connection between a father and his son. But sometimes the combination of these two parties can get themselves into a bit of trouble. These people share stories that they DON'T want mom to know!
1/21. When we were kids Dad used to take us Christmas tree "shopping"...
In a forestry, late at night, with a saw and a flash light.
Thing is we, as kids, genuinely believed Dad as he told us, "I'm friends with the forester. But don't tell your mother..."
We always spent the Christmas tree money in the pub on the way home.
Last Christmas we brought my 71 year old Dad Christmas tree shopping. We arrived home drunk at 3 in the morning! My Mom marvelled at how spectacular a tree we had "bought".
Christmas tree thievery. The real spirit of Christmas!
2/21. So it's a school night right? Pretty odd that my dad would be getting 10 year old me outta bed and getting me in the car on a school night. My dad refuses to tell me where were going (to the moon he says). We drive for about 45 minutes and we arrive at the nearest Barnes and Nobles. Now this is the age of dial up. I was too busy playing with bionicles/too young to care about the internet to understand why we were here. I'd always been a bookworm but was still confused.
Turns out my dad had looked up and brought me to the midnight release of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, my favorite book series of the time. Not only does this hero bring me here and wait with me in line for a full hour, on the way home he pulls the car over, and FIXES THE INTERIOR LIGHTS THAT HAD BEEN BROKEN FOR MONTHS SO THAT I COULD START READING. Despite my brother's and mothers' problems with him, he's my hero.
3/21. I come from a Christian family that was very conservative in terms of what media we were allowed to consume. For instance, I wasn't allowed to see the final scene of Aladdin for years.
When I hit high school my dad occasionally would take me out to an all you can eat Mongolian Grill place. We'd grab big plates of food, then he'd pop a movie into his laptop and we'd sit in the corner watching a movie mom wouldn't approve of.
I don't remember many of the movies, but I remember the first one we watched was Dodgeball.
Loved those secret movie nights with dad.
4/21. My parents were fighting pretty hardcore and my mother wound up leaving abruptly. My dad, who at this point had never really said anything to me up until this day in my eight years of life, bursts through my door and says: "If you ever tell anyone this I swear to God I'll deny it on a stack of Bibles. Don't EVER get married."
He shut the door and left. I went back to playing Street Fighter 2. Still not married.
5/21. Dad wanted to take Mom on a trip to England (a dream of hers) for their 25th Wedding Anniversary, but couldn't afford it.
So he started coming home later and later, making up all kinds of excuses, until one day I noticed his car parked off the side of a road I was using.
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