So on this trip I have my girls with me
And apparently I can get arrested it’s not good parenting to leave them in the car
So Mum / Nanna is official babysitter at night while I’m at work
Normally mum takes care of dad the merchandise at shows
So my best mate Sammy has flown over from Perth to drink with me every night do the merch for mum
While Mum let’s Miss 3 & Miss 5 get away with murder takes care of the babies
Tonight was the first show on this tour at Penrith
It was a good’n too
And directly across from the venue was a Krispy Kreme donut shop
Bad. Bad. Bad.
And Dad decided that he felt like a box of them to have on the car ride home
‘Cause he has balls of steel when mum’s not there
I said no
Hollywood said no
And Sammy said yes
So guess who Dad’s new favourite is?
He was so excited
And took for-fucking-ever to pick which sort he wanted
And was trying to justify at least half his order on his grandaughters
He’s full of shit
So after taking for-fucking-ever, he goes to pay
And realises he has no money
Saaaaaaaaamy
Can I borrow some money?
And she’s all like
Sure Kev – how much do you need?
Don’t be surprised if you never see mum at another gig again
But Dad will have gained 20kgs
And you’ll be able to spot the new merch bitch by the size of her Krispy Kreme filled arse
This blog has put 20kgs on me just looking…THANKS A FUCKING LOT!!! I must go and change my clothes…KK makes me drool like Homer and moist like Betty Crocker…