My Daughter did what?
“Sweetheart.”
Oh God.
“Please lock the door.”
I can’t, Jenny’s gonna come home soon!
“Please lock the .. door.”
But Jenny! Not again. No. This is ridiculous. You were the one that said she could go!
“Yes but she just texted me what happened. No daughter of mine! NO!”
This is ridiculous. Fine.
**lock **lock
I can’t believe this. I’m gonna go out with her.
“Fine you both can leave.”
For what!? Her friends? You like them! What is it this time.
“No no no. I actually like those kids. They’re great!”
Then what?
“SHE SPLIT THE POT!”
…
“I’d rather have my daughter a loser. Then someone who gets so close to winning. And SPLITS THE POT?”
She was playing it safe!
“What she’s embarrassed of us? She thinks we’re losers?”
But second is fine. There was 10 players.
“How do you know all this?”
She told me!
“We have to teach these kids that 2nd is a terrible place to be. You’re so close. If you’re second you could’ve been first!”
Well technically she “split” first and second.
“Well technically she’s not my daughter.”