My Dad's like, eight million years old
Author: AnonymousGreenTea
Date: March 16, 2002
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| Jesus. Dad, really, its okay. Its a minor road trip. The girl who is driving knows exctly where we're going. | |
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| No! I am feeling the loss of control over your life, and need to feel helpful. I will give the computer coniption fits messing around on the 'net, looking for maps. | |
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| Dad, really, let me do that... just... here, wait.. | |
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| No! No! I insitst on doing this the hardest way possible! Now, why wont this website work?! | |
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Well, damn, now we're floating.
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| I dont have the heart to tell him that thats the microwave. | |
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| Darn internet! Consarn compuer! I hate technology! | |
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