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Trying to dad isn’t easy.

I had a jokey/epiphany the other day. I had been thinking about all the gross behavior my dad did when I was a kid. For example, when the family went to the beach my father had this habit of changing from his swim suit to his regular clothes. He’d open the front and back driver side doors, and then strip out of his swimming attire, wipe down at a leisurely pace and then throw his clothes on. This all happened in a crowded parking lot so there was an adjacent car to prevent anyone from catching a glimpse of his 180 lbs of crazy.

The 1970’s was a dark time.

I then thought of this disciplinary stratagem to use with my son.



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Andrew Hall escaped a childhood of religious indoctrination and is now a non-miserable human being. He's made millions of people laugh as well as angry. (He hopes he's made the right people annoyed.) Targets...