Luckily for the rest of you, I don’t have any children yet. I’m not sure what kind of parent I will be once my hellspawn is walking the Earth. Will I be the cool parent that smokes a doobie with his kids and their friends (abso-fucking-lutely not), or the dad who shows up each day to pick up his kids while wearing freakishly unusual costumes (yeah, that’s the one)? One thing I do know, however, is never to check between the mattress and box springs or the bottom of the underwear drawer. Whatever lewd, crude, ridiculous shit my kids decide to hide in their pigsty is their business. God forbid they ever decide to peak in daddy’s daddy closet… Anyway, these parents were the snooping kind and really, these are tame compared to what my sister used to get away with hiding. Ever find any freaky shit in your kid’s room? Share in the comments below and be entered for the “parent of the week” award.
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