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“Justin”:

I’m 28. I live with my 73-year-old dad. He is awesome. I just write down shit that he says

For instance…

You know, sometimes it’s nice having you around. But now ain’t one of those times. Now gimmie the remote we’re not watching this bullshit.

Your mother made a batch of meatballs last night. Some are for you, some are for me, but more are for me. Remember that. More. Me.

The dog is not bored, it’s a fucking dog. It’s not like he’s waiting for me to give him a fucking rubix cube. He’s a god damned dog.

Your brother brought his baby over this morning. He told me it could stand. It couldn’t stand for shit. Just sat there. Big let down.

Don’t touch the bacon, it’s not done yet. You let me handle the bacon, and I’ll let you handle..what ever it is you do. I guess nothing.

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As we listen to all the little birdies go tweet, tweet, tweet, we might recall that the very first U.S. National Skeet Shooting Championships concluded (in Cleveland, Ohio) on this date in 1935…

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