(Talking to family on Christmas Eve) Pop: Yeah, we'll slide off the road, wreck the car and die. Me: That's why we drove separately. (me and my brother) Pop: See, I knew she was my daughter.
(Talking to family on Christmas Eve) Pop: Yeah, we'll slide off the road, wreck the car and die. Me: That's why we drove separately. (me and my brother) Pop: See, I knew she was my daughter.