I hate it when my dad asks me about guys, especially my guy friends -.-“
So I go outside to the living room
Dad: “is that filipino guy checking you out?”
Me: “who?”
Dad: “that guy that went to your party, the one that isn’t gay.”
Me: “oh, Elijah. No, he’s not.” *or I hope not*
Dad: “good. He better not be.”
Me: “okay daddy.” *who the fuck checks ME out? I’m fucking ugly and fat. No guy would want a girl like me* just saying
