Part of me wants to ask for a photo of your son, just to prove a point of how low your dad is on the chain. That you’d share a photo with me, a total stranger, but not him.
But then I have this OTHER side to my brain. The logical side. That side hears that idea, and thinks “That’s really weird though…don’t do that!”
And then there’s this OTHER OTHER side of my brain, the side in charge of my sense of humor, that says “Actually, you should type up your inner monolouge, and use the whole thing as a meta joke. THEN you should mention pineapples, which have nothing to do with anything. But it’ll inevitably make OP think about pineapples! So just mention them! It’ll be funny!”
Part of me wants to ask for a photo of your son, just to prove a point of how low your dad is on the chain. That you’d share a photo with me, a total stranger, but not him.
But then I have this OTHER side to my brain. The logical side. That side hears that idea, and thinks “That’s really weird though…don’t do that!”
And then there’s this OTHER OTHER side of my brain, the side in charge of my sense of humor, that says “Actually, you should type up your inner monolouge, and use the whole thing as a meta joke. THEN you should mention pineapples, which have nothing to do with anything. But it’ll inevitably make OP think about pineapples! So just mention them! It’ll be funny!”
Pineapples.
The inner monologue was valid. However I think your plan backfired…
Weird looking kid dude