I'm so fiercely my Dad. My sarcastic and cynical sense of humor, my deep love for my family, my sense that I always believe I am right. I think that is what people see right off the bat, their first impression of me is everything I absorbed from my Dad. I think it's also why people stick around. I am not tooting my own horn because it's not mine to toot, it's my Dads! I just stole it from him! But sometimes you just need to roast someone and I am the best roast partner. We also both think that the stupidest things are funny. There is this FUNGI(second from the top) joke my Dad has literally been telling since the beginning of time and I still laugh. Also yesterday I was picking out a Father's Day card and I laughed at this once card for like seriously five minutes and when Mark got home he didn't even chuckle. We like the stupid humor, me and my Dad.
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So these are my thoughts lately and they have lead me to root for nurture over nature. What do you all think?
Also, Happy Father's Day to my Dad who has given me the sting to my personality. I would be a really lame person without the sting.