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father-son bonding

It all started when I left Road Apples in my parent's minivan. My dad asked me about a week later who these Tragically Hip guys were and I told him - the best band ever, and they're in Saint John next month! Because I had skipped class to call in and get good tickets the day they went on sale, I maxed out my credit card to buy 8 tickets, and still had 2 left. My dad was aware that I had to pay off my debt, so he bought the last 2 off of me and said he'd give them to my brother or something, but eventually changed his mind and decided that he and a friend would go instead. When my friends found out that my dad was going, I was on the shit list. Not that my dad is a bad guy or anything, but he knows all their dads and they unanimously agreed that smoking dope within feet of my dad was too risky of an operation. Sure, we smoked a few before the concert, but we'd seen the Hip before and all knew that there's nothing like blowin' purple smoke during It's a Good Life. To make a long storey short, we hadn't heard 5 songs when my buddy hit me on the shoulder:

Submitted by: Luke Saunders


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