My father is great.

But only when he buys me Ben and Jerry's. The other day we were driving back from dropping off the boyfriend (at like 11 at night :P) and my dad and I went to the local Quickie-Mart (that sounds like a weird sex thing) and we bought Ben and Jerry's for the hell of it. And then we watched mostly-legal movies till 2 in the morning.

And then got bitched out for not cleaning when my mum found the house in shambles the next afternoon, the two of us still in bed.