DAD BATTLE. IT'S ON.
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My dad was in the navy. Four of his five kids were born exactly nine months after a major voyage. It's creepy.
Carlo, I haven't seen your dad since 1989. So a winner is me, I guess.
I wish my dad actually went to woodstock, so whenever i see archival footage and you see the one naked asian dude i can say "YAH THAT'S PROBABLY MY DAD"
he was a stoner hippie
Well my dad has pictures of Jimi Hendrix playing at Boston Garden from two feet away. Wayyyy cooler than Woodstock as a whole. So, :-P
My dad left my half sister Lisa when she was 4 by telling her that he was going out to buy a pack a cigs. Then came back into her life when she was 16tn with a new family including me age 3. Then when I 15tn he left mine and Lisa life all over again for another 7 years and now he wants to be all friendly like nothing happen.
My dad's first car didn't have a working radio, so he used to drive around town with a portable record player in his lap.
My dad was tattooed by sailor jerry and shot in the stomach and he is a master chef
My dad spoke Gaelic.
My dad was also in the Irish Mafia, I believe.
he also karate chopped my back when i was choking on a piece of mcdonald's ice!
my dad use to glue glass shards to his kite strings and then go around cutting off all the other kites when he was a kid
my dad was clearly more bad ass than i
And he is BADASS:
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i always feel weird because there's so much dad hate on this site but i think my dad is awesome
@twigby, My dad was also totally awesome.
I feel bad for all the people who's dads are jerks, though.
My dad over-dresses.
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but I think I should win for AWESOMEST dad.
he teaches physics for christ's sake
my dad teaches music. he used to teach music for elementary school kids, but now he teaches music for a school for mentally disabled people. i think it's cos HE'S ON THEIR LEVEL.
one of them bit him.
my mom met her mother in law at a seance. she walked up to her and said: "YOU ARE FOR MY SON."
Does he teach them to play Mariachi guitar...and then blow away bad guys?
my dad threw himself off a hospital bed, broke his neck, had to wear a halo for a year, and then sued the hospital for almost 200k.
BECAUSE HE THREW HIMSELF OFF A HOSPITAL BED. WHILE HE WAS FAKING CHEST PAINS.
jay def -- aahaahah. no. when he was teaching elementary school, he mostly set up the kids on music-related computer games, or would make them build their own instruments.
he's a weirdo.
Wait so do I win the dad battle cos my dad is a skeez who sued a hospital for a self-inflicted injury and actually won?
MY DAD DID THAT TOO, ACTUALLY. Except he cut almost the entire thing off.
I heard him screamin and yelling and thought I did something bad, so I came outside and he's BLEEDING ALL OVER THE PLACE, and he's like I'M FINE I'M FINE. and I'm like YOU ARE STANDING IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD WHAT THE HECK
My dad, one time, accidentally cut open his wrist with a dremel tool and then calmly walked into the bathroom to wash it.
Also, when he had his last heart attack, he was mowing the lawn while it happened. He got off of the mower, went to the bathroom, took a shower and then went in and calmly told my mom, "I believe I'm having a heart attack. Can you take me to the emergency room?"
During his time in the army my dad for two years helped run a black market organization selling high end American brand name electronics into the Korean closed-economy. He got into this organization by slipping a guard a can of coca cola and an American five dollar bill and then beating one of the higher ups of this black market crew at a game of pool.
This is probably the coolest thing I've ever heard, and I didn't learn this until two days ago.
my dad's had numerous injuries, mostly burns since he's a chef
fuck two weeks ago he burned his whole hand in boiling water, put some chinese cream on it and was relatively "fine" after a day at home
My dad was helping to make my pinewood derby racer for Cub Scouts when he slit his wrist.
My dad doesn't even notice when he injures himself. He'll be bleeding all over the place and doesn't notice until I'm like DAD YOU ARE BLEEDING ALL OVER! YOU SHOULD CLEAN THAT UP and he's like, "huh? where?"
my dad is, like, a walking injury. JUST IN MY LIFETIME:
age 4: car accident which he literally smashed through his windshield and onto the pavement because he wasnt wearing his seatbelt.
age 5: the "epilady" incident
age 11: cut off almost his entire thumb with a table saw.
age 13: congestive heart failure
age 15: while FAKING a symptom of congestive heart failure, throws himself off a hospital bed, lands on his head and breaks his neck. confined to a HALO FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR. WHAT. THE FUCK.
we had a restraining order against him from age 16 to like 20 so i dont know what went on during those years
age 22: is bitten by a student and his ENTIRE ARM became infected. i am not even kidding
age 23: fell down in a church and broke his foot. is now suing the church. i am not kidding.
age 24: was going the WRONG WAY on a one way street and flipped his car like 4 times. asked me to clean out his house while he was staying at his sister's place to heal. told me explicitly not to touch his pot.
Apparently some other people already know about the "epilady" incident, but that is very intriguing to me.
my dad is a walking injury too. he likes to do stuff like cut down tree branches while drunk, and his driving is fucking scary.
i think he might actually be driving again now, he hasn't in a while since he had a stroke. i'd like it if he just didn't ever try to drive a car again, and so would the rest of boston.
jay def -- for Christmas he got my mom an epilady, and she was afraid to use it, so she jokingly PUT IT ON HIS VERY THICK BEARD and out of pure reflex he backhanded her right in the face because it hurt so bad.
HE DIDN'T EVEN MEAN TO HIT HER [that time]. HE WAS SO SORRY AFTERWARDS. it was hilarious. he walked around for a while with a bald patch in his beard.
my dad is ridiculously diabetic (and doesn't care) so his eyes are.. really really really bad. and he still drives everywhere. he is INSANE.
@Naturelle: i think our dads might have a good time together... at the expense of everyone else they happened to come across along the way
my dad was 57 when i was born and when i was a baby he would actually physically rock me until i fell asleep. he spoke 9 languages and could make lots of stuff out of nothing at all. he taught me to embroider.
My dad hitchhiked to Alaska from Detroit with his best friend after an acid trip
My Dad is better than your dad cuz:
* he hitchhiked from SF to Woodstock, bitch! Also we found him in the movie they made of it. SUCK IT.
* he smoked a LOT of pot. He grew plants sometimes.
* he saw Jimi Hendrix at Monterey, bitches.
* he could drive a forklift and an 18 wheeler and a fucking crane
* he is really good at telling big long stories that are not true at all... and then forgetting to tell you they're fake and you've went around telling your friends these tall tales.
* he's got a tat of a pot leaf near his johnson and Che-fucking-Guevara on his chest! Also a butterfly.
* he died fighting Vader and in death he is even MORE POWERFUL.
my dad (well, the guy i'm pretty sure was my dad) was a gold prospector.
my step dad was in the navy then the national guard, worked three jobs while i was growing up, and then went to prison.
my adopted dad has the best accent and always asks "what the fuck are you doing?"
mine died of cancer likely caused by his 20 years of crank use... so I feel ya...
*sniffle*
My dad is insane. He has an ongoing battle with our backyard squirrels. He claims they conspire against him and his LITERALLY 13 various birdfeeders. He also has a lot of birdhouses, some of which he has painted himself, most notably, he painted one from Wisconsin to look like cheese. He collects gnomes and hides them around our house to freak people out. I once found one in the shower. He also collects "Homies", those you know...ghetto figurines you get in 50cent machines. He has 200 at least. His favorite channel is HGTV, and he spends a lot of time playing handheld tetris and yelling for me, my sister, or my mom to come check out Design on a Dime or whatever. He used to be a disco fiend, says that Superbad reminds him of his youth, and cries when he watches The Parent Trap (the LiLo one).
He's the best to tell stories about.
my dad taught me to pick locks and shoot guns. he also taught me to repel commando style off of bridges and other objects, on one trip my dad was setting up a zip line from the top of an electrical tower which ended with the rope tied to the bumper of the car, he somehow effed up when attaching this large hook carbineer to the line and the thing hooked through his ankle and he spent like 12 hours hanging precariously up side down from a rope at the top of an electrical tower, i was at school when it happened. The neighbors told me my dad had died *sad face*
i also, once, saw him pull a rifle on our ghetto neighbors who were fist fighting in our front yard.
All this while generally drunk and high on meth! Yay dad!
My dad looks like Alan Alda and teaches a spinning class at 5AM. When most dads would freak out mid-life style and buy convertibles, he bought recumbent bikes instead.
my dad fell 2 stories off of a roof and had his nose ripped off.
if you look at him in february 1990 and june 1990, he looks like 2 totally different people.
My dad had to be pulled out of a bar by his best man so he could be 30 minutes late and drunk to his wedding to my mother.
My dad half-listens to everything on CNN and NPR and then repeats everything back to EVERYONE HE KNOWS, except the stories are all wrong since he only half-listens.
He babbles endlessly, and doesn't care if anyone is listening.
When I was little, I used to wake up EVERY MORNING to the sound of him talking to himself in the shower. Like, full-blown conversations. And the bathroom was permeated with the scent of Drakkar Noir for YEARS.
When mum was pregnant with my younger brother, she and dad argued for months over what to name him. Immediately after the birth, dad went out on a huge bender, filled out the birth certificate while still very very drunk, and got the name completely wrong. Mum didn't speak to him for *days*.
My dad used to let me eat candy when my mom was like "NO CANDY BEFORE DINNER".
Not a dad story, but my older sister is named after the pet cow mum had as a kid.
haha FOR REALS. Celisse, there is nothing that I would have hated more than being named Chantelle. I AM SO NOT A CHANTELLE.
When my dad cut his thumb off he was in the basement. I heard him start screaming so I ran to the top of the stairs. He was yelling as he ran up the stairs, "I cut off my fucking thumb!"
My dumb ass says while panicking, "Are you SURE?" His reply as he is holding his hand that is squirting blood everywhere, "I SAW IT FLY OVER MY FUCKING FACE!!!!!!"
He also managed to almost cut his ring finger off during that accident. It was awful.
my dad is a musician and back in the 50s and 60s, performed in mexican resorts for all these american movie stars.
also, he has a pair of those mariachi pants with the roosters down the side.

My dad played in a Mariachi band.