I'm no cheetah, you're lion
I once entered a baking contest, but am ashamed to admit I cheated. I entered the contest multiple times because I really wanted to win, but no bun in ten did.
Sorry if this is a repost, thought of it today.
Today I learned that cheetahs are promiscuous. So it seems like cheetahs really are cheatahs.
I broke my nose in a really stupid horse-related accident in Montana.
Dad takes me to the local walk-in clinic. It's mostly empty, as it's around 7pm. As we're giving the insurance information and whatnot to the receptionist, Dad is busy doing that thing where he's texting without his cheaters so he's having to squint and hold the phone away and he's really not paying attention to some question the receptionist is asking...
So I whack him on the arm (with a towel held to my face) and say "Dad, pay attention."
Unblinking, he turns in my direction, without even looking directly at me, he mutters "Shut up, or I'll hit you again."
The receptionist was not pleased. He told the same joke to the doctor who stitched me up, and he laughed his ass off.
Actually, dad cracked so many jokes that the doctor kept having to pause while stitching up my nose. He took so long that the anesthetic wore off and I could definitely feel the last few stitches.
Dr: "Now sir, the stitches are going to cause your daughter's nose to swell quite a bit." Dad: "EVEN BIGGER!? That's amazing!"
Me: "Shut up Dad". Dad: (pinching his nose, speaking nasally) "Shut up Dad".
Unamused 18 year old daughter.
I'm going to make an updated version of Cheaters for Millennials....it will be called "Bae-Watch."
We had a nut that we could not get off by hand, we had a cheater bar and still could not get it free. He decided to use his leg to push the cheater bar. I asked him how many "Foot" pounds of torque he got that way.
