“I can’t believe I’m giving you boy advice. I might be rusty, but I’ll give it a shot, okay?” Dad offered while taking a large gulp of his Diet Coke. “This is gonna be good,” I teased while leaning back in my seat and crossing my arms over my chest. “Men are pigs,” Dad began. I snorted. “We’re wrong most of the time. And we are stupid. We don’t know what’s good for us, and we make poor decisions.” “This is the best speech ever, old man,” I said with a giggle. “But sometimes we find someone that makes us want to be…better. Someone that makes us think. Someone that makes us want to be right—do
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