This semester, my Dad suddenly became like the morning driver for my brother, myself and my mom. I guess whenever we miss the bus for school, he would give us a ride to school. So my Dad is part of a car service company that lets him use his own car to drive people around. I don't y'all stalking my Dad because I will come and find you and eat you if you do ! (Just kidding) Anyways, for the sake of the happiness of his customers, he likes to put a lot of snacks in his car, by a lot, I mean, enough to throw a picnic for our whole family. I think he has enough snacks and drinks in there for two or three picnics and considering that my brother, Dad and I eat alot, that is a whole lot of snacks. And I am just talking about the stuff that is in the front.
Almost every time Mom rides with us to the bus stop, she will grab a couple of snacks, maybe even a drink, like a can of soy milk, THAT'S RIGHT, SOY MILK. Dad turns around and says, "5 dolla, 5 dolla okay? Customer only!" Mom says, "here your 5 dolla!" She high fives him down low.
Message to Dad: 5 dollars for a tiny bag of craisins? You cray cray!
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