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Originally Posted by conzach
I think the closest i ever came to fighting my dad was when i was 12 yrs old and he was my baseball coach, he was pitching batting practice and i was playing shortstop, i was standing out there fucking off looking into the outfield (probably throwing rocks at the left fielder) anyway he yelled at me and when i turned around the ball hit me right in the nuts, i ran and got a bat then charged the mound and he very calmly told me if i swung that bat at him he promised me he would shove it so far up my ass that i would be spitting out toothpicks. So i just camly took the bat back to the dugout and sit there holding my nuts for the rest of the day. Oh yea, told mom on him when i got home...hahaha
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when ya look back at it, you realize how funny dads are and how similarly you would handle situations as your dad.