I wish my father would just call a cab and go to a bar.
Instead of having me take him 'to lunch' where he doesn't eat.
It pains me when in the same sentence he will thank me for helping him, then say he's in a 'nut-house' and how much he hates it and to "never recommend this place to anyone".... when he knows I am the reason he's there.
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