My dad made me so happy today. Was riding around and we stopped at the market. He decided he didn't want to park properly, 'cause mom was just gonna run in and back out, so he parked in the fire lane. Well we're waiting and this woman came out and said "You can't park there, move your car". He turns to her and says "Kiss my ass." and turns back around and peels out the parking lot when we leave. We went over the big hill doing 50 so we fucked the car up. heh. We drove to Adel and stuff and did ninety the whole way. My dad's fun when he isn't making me cry, so's my mom sometimes. We made fun of some people and my dad was all like "We're high class people, now. Too good for so-and-so" Then they rolled down the windows and moo'ed at some golfers. yay! Some yanks spent ten minutes looking at a Taco Bell sign. I'M WAITING FOR YOU TO MOVE, GODDAMNIT. ORDER, IT ALL TASTES THE FUCKING SAME. That aside, it was a good day until my dad got on a rag and wouldn't stop until I started screaming at him and cried. That wasn't very fun..no, it wasn't. This new layout for the site sucks. Like I want everyone to be able to read it without clicking. I liked it when you could only see the titles. What if I want to use really bad language, language I know will offend some people? Like the word 'nigger'..What if I wanted to tell you that I was over at granny's and my uncle started saying 'nigger this and nigger that'. What if I wanted to tell someone that I stood up and said "Uncle Bobby, you can keep talking about niggers when I'm gone, but my dad and me wanna know: where's the rest of your teeth?" What if I wanted to type that he sat up straight and said proudly "In my truck." Yeah. Oh well. I just thought that was funny and had to add that. Am going to go..and do something. Jillian