( king had other accomplishments to be proud of back then. sometimes craig used to think what would happen if he stuck gum in that ratty mullet. then, he felt guilty about that. eventually, he stopped and it didn't matter. he has to say, though, he likes king's look much better now.
he laughs a little as he resettles back on the couch. touching and sweet romance time has passed for right now. it'll come back later. river settles more comfortably against him, too. )
Dude, I think you mean brobum.
( classic. considering there's a lot of butts in those pix. and his own stash somewhere back at his house. )
I'm sure I've got a bunch more at home, too. It'll be nice to have.
I like your brobum. [That...came out faster than it probably should have, which earns a snerk-turned-laughter from King as he settles to lean back against the couch, his shoulder meeting Craig's.]
We should do this. Putting this together and letting our girls see that once upon a time, their dads were cool. [And not just in the "sure thing dad" nice way that they are legally obligated to say in front of other adults!]
( craig lets out a small burst of laughter. can't be helped. )
Yeah, I know.
( what?! he doesn't know!! he's seen how king looks at him!! craig isn't blind. no matter how often his girls might think he is and can't tell the difference between them. craig sees all. )
You know what? We were cool. ( they went to way too many parties to not be considered cool, in the big definition of the word. ) We still are!
( craig. )
I mean, a little. ( he sighs as he tips his head back to rest against the couch. ) Probably not at all. I'd never let my girls do half the things I did. Ever.
[There's (arguably) no horn tooting lamer than the sounds of two dads reaffirming that they are cool.]
The definition of what is cool has changed, hasn't it? [Like, mullets. Or saying "I'm down for that" has either seemingly replaced "I'm up for it."] Your girls will grow up to be cool but in the way that isn't...[King gestures not-so-vaguely in the direction of the photo that will soon be turned to ash.
He takes off his glasses and shifts on the couch a bit. His vision's blurrier than he remembers it. God.]]
Is it weird that I want to call Amanda to remind her to clean her dorm? Thinking back, I almost wished mom and dad had nagged me more about that kind of thing. [Whether he would've listened or not is moot now. Their dorm was a total "guy dorm" with a few touches from Oscar the Grouch.]
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lmao i'm sorry to bring back memories
he laughs a little as he resettles back on the couch. touching and sweet romance time has passed for right now. it'll come back later. river settles more comfortably against him, too. )
Dude, I think you mean brobum.
( classic. considering there's a lot of butts in those pix. and his own stash somewhere back at his house. )
I'm sure I've got a bunch more at home, too. It'll be nice to have.
I haven't had short bangs since
We should do this. Putting this together and letting our girls see that once upon a time, their dads were cool. [And not just in the "sure thing dad" nice way that they are legally obligated to say in front of other adults!]
...we...were.
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Yeah, I know.
( what?! he doesn't know!! he's seen how king looks at him!! craig isn't blind. no matter how often his girls might think he is and can't tell the difference between them. craig sees all. )
You know what? We were cool. ( they went to way too many parties to not be considered cool, in the big definition of the word. ) We still are!
( craig. )
I mean, a little. ( he sighs as he tips his head back to rest against the couch. ) Probably not at all. I'd never let my girls do half the things I did. Ever.
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The definition of what is cool has changed, hasn't it? [Like, mullets. Or saying "I'm down for that" has either seemingly replaced "I'm up for it."] Your girls will grow up to be cool but in the way that isn't...[King gestures not-so-vaguely in the direction of the photo that will soon be turned to ash.
He takes off his glasses and shifts on the couch a bit. His vision's blurrier than he remembers it. God.]]
Is it weird that I want to call Amanda to remind her to clean her dorm? Thinking back, I almost wished mom and dad had nagged me more about that kind of thing. [Whether he would've listened or not is moot now. Their dorm was a total "guy dorm" with a few touches from Oscar the Grouch.]