let me tell you all a little about this man i call dad. he is the biggest teddy bear you'll ever meet. he is sweet and kind and very understanding (unless you are dating his youngest daughter). he made it very clear to everyone of my friends that walked through our front door that they are always welcome in his house. he also made it very clear that i was his baby girl and you'd have to deal with him if ANYTHING happened to me. my dad was a legend around school. every guy knew if he asked me to a dance he would first have to dance with my dad. it wasn't uncommon for a group of my friends to meet up at my house and my dad would hand out "for strength of youth" pamphlets. he did it in that "i'm only joking 10%- dead serious the other 90%". i always knew were i stood with my dad and that was on a pedestal. well, except the night i decided not to come home. he tracked me down, stole my car (aka- his car), left threatening messages (for the boy i was dating and hiding at his house), and ripped up every hoochie-mama article of clothing i owned. but he laughed when it was all over cause he still knew he was the boss and he had made that perfectly clear. ok- so he was a little embarrassing, but he's my dad and i love him for it! happy birthday daddy mack! oh- and i didn't even mention that he is one very awesome 'papa' who thrives off teasing the grandkids.
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