Hey, man, if my fucking ex-wife asked me to take care of her fucking dog while she and her boyfriend went to Honolulu, I’d tell her to go fuck herself.
I'm the Dad. So that's what you call me. You know, uh, That, or uh, his Dadness, or uh Dadder, or uh El Daderino, if, you know, you're not into the whole brevity thing--uh.
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