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Sparky · 03-17-2012, 12:30 AM

I had to give my dad a sack yesterday at my grandpas (his dad's) funeral, and it was crazy stanky.

I ****ing called him twice telling him to bring something smell proof and he brings one plastic baggy and ****ing loses it immediately. So i give it to him and he keeps it in his suit chest pocket which is frustratingly stupid.

I had to endure the entire funeral stressed out about a.) dealing drugs at my grandpas funeral b.) promoting my dads relapse into drug abuse c.) pissing off the catholic church priests and the like, all while he enjoyed retarded ignorant bliss.

Fortunately nobody noticed except the priests aid because he saw us come out of the back closet area togethor, me holding a backpack, but he was chill. It was just a surreal expireance that puts shit into perspective a little bit.

03-17-2012, 12:30 AM	#4356 (permalink)
Sparky not really Join Date: Jan 2007 Posts: 5,223	I had to give my dad a sack yesterday at my grandpas (his dad's) funeral, and it was crazy stanky. I **ing called him twice telling him to bring something smell proof and he brings one plastic baggy and **ing loses it immediately. So i give it to him and he keeps it in his suit chest pocket which is frustratingly stupid. I had to endure the entire funeral stressed out about a.) dealing drugs at my grandpas funeral b.) promoting my dads relapse into drug abuse c.) pissing off the catholic church priests and the like, all while he enjoyed retarded ignorant bliss. Fortunately nobody noticed except the priests aid because he saw us come out of the back closet area togethor, me holding a backpack, but he was chill. It was just a surreal expireance that puts shit into perspective a little bit.