Felt Just Like Gilligan!

Submitted by Bureau

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Saturday, 31 August 2013

One thing about dad that I always hated was when he came in drunk and he picked me as his old buddy. He'd get me into a headlock and tell me what a great kid I was as he slobbered all over me while doing that "my little buddy", thing.

He made me feel like Gilligan when the skipper came around and Gilligan hadn't wrecked another chance to leave the island.

Plus, dad's breath always smelled like he'd swallowed a rotten fart.

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