When
I
was
younger,
I went on a drive with my father when it
was pouring. While on the highway, he said that he could
stop the rain with his magical
powers. Of course, I didn't believe him until he
proved it to me. On the count of three, the
rain had stopped. I was shocked. And then, as he counted
to three again, it continued to rain somemore. As I grew up, I
remembered that day and believed that my dad had some magical
powers that evening. Just recently, my father confessed. It
turns out he had just driven underneath a
bridge.
I felt super-duper
s
t u p i d
.
haha, true
story..
i_love_you_foreverx3 · 1 decade ago
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Iloveit!