Your dad passed out before you did and he’s woken up on the front lawn to prove it. His liver could only withstand so many pint punches before he was KO’ed in the party ring. While he was slurring words in dreamland, his friends began party plotting. They were an intoxicated brain trust that brought their liquor-slowed minds together to plot the perfect prank to play on him for forgetting to take off his shoes. Ultimately, moving him onto the front lawn was the best they could come up with.
So hipsters, next time you’re pulling out of a PBR induced coma and looking like a human permanent marker Jackson Pollock, remember this…
Give your dad a call because he knows the best way to get those marks off.
Big thanks to Kristina for today’s photo.
I love this blog, haha.Dads are the Original Hipsters