The day has come.
My dad got a motorcy...cle.
I haven't seen it yet, but it looks sweet.
Jack Wiley is "the cool dad". Not the lame cool (lets you do whatever you want and has no authority over you.) But the actual cool. The "I want to be friends with this guy" cool.
Example. He emailed me yesterday a link to a recording workshop in Nashville and wants me to go with a couple buddies. He wants me to skip school for something I care about and want to do for the rest of my life.
I bet your dad didn't do that.
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Wouldn't it be funny/awkward if someone read this post and actually had their dad help them skip school to drive to a recording studio? Just a thought.
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