Snackage

I picked up the boys from wrestling yesterday at 5pm.

Noah: Dad, did you bring us any snacks?
Dad: Sorry bud, I didn’t even think about it.
Noah: What kind of Father are you?
Dad: Uh, well, I guess I just suck.
<a minute passes and I hear crunching from the back seat>
Dad: Are you eating chips? <incredulously>
Noah: <laughing> Yeah, I was just testing you. It’s ok, we still love you, but tomorrow you should bring snacks.
Dad: I’m tempted to pull this truck over and kick your little narrow butt.
<Insert everyone laughing>

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