i have.

do not laugh. that's the face of a person who had 4 hours of sleep the night before and when he walked out from the bedroom he encountered his dad who laughed his ass off and dragged him outside to take a picture.
kodak moment, he said.
couple of weeks ago my dad went to the beach with my sister and her friends, while i was somewhere else that i can't remember right now. as always, he brought his camera along and took pictures. the roll was sent to walmart last week and we got it back last night. i looked through them and found this picture.

now i know where i get my perverted nature from. like father like son. it's all genetics, eh? so much for the nurture theory.
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