Hah, lately my dad has been CRAZY! I'm not even going to post what he's done, just pm/msg/ask me if you REALLY want to know. I shall give him the only bit of respect he deserves by not posting it.

So, my dad asked me to wash my shoes at 12.30am on a Sunday. Whenever I wash these shoes, I fall sick because my feet are always cold and when it's wet, walah... sick. Obviously, I just say no. Im not going to wash my damned shoes today. He gets up beside me like as if he's going to slap me. And well, I put my hands in my pocket la. NEVER SCARED man. Like shit argue, argue.... This leaves me cursing under my breath at me. Saying no respect for your children, motherfucker. I hate cursing my dad. But he's unreasonable. This is not half of it.

I go la, put soap on the shoes. Use my feet to rub it in. Spray until no more bubbles (Still not thoroughly washed) And I purposely wet the kitchen there. And conveniently walk out soaked, just to piss off my dad. He's not said anything. But im so screwed in a bit.

Ish, ish, ish. Holy crap.

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