Dad went to Baton Rouge to watch the LSU/Florida game...without his daughter who actually went to LSU (color me bitter). This is what I get today:
"Ur tiger looks uncomfortably warm. My nachos didn't have purple. Thot u should know. Your friend seems nice.. edd with earplugs"
Earlier this week, as he was heading home from NJ, I get this:
"Front cabin ridin'. know i ain't lyin, going home like breezy, hope your day is easy. Yo pa."
My dad raps, and he's ballin enough to go to a college football game because he has the free time...jetsetting bastard. And I love him.
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