-Where are you going?  It’s like, midnight.  
-I’m going to the old apartment.
-Lie.
-What would I lie to you for?
-I don’t know then.  Why do you?
-I’m your father.  I don’t have any reason to lie to you.  
-But you do.
-Like when?
-Oh please!  Do you really want me to list the times!?
-I’m YOUR father!!  I don’t have to answer to YOU!
-Shut up.  Get out of my face.  I don’t want to see you.  
*door slam*
That’s how my father & I bond.
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