The End is Near

The end of me telling Daddy off and biting him is near, in just 7 days he will be a permanent fixture to relentlessly annoy me. I will have to pretend to be nice to him and interested in his long boring work stories. I will have to cock my head to one side and look at him as he drags on and on . Then I will add a little chirp or scream where appropriate, so that he thinks I am sympathizing with him when what I really want to say is "Daddy get over it, they are old and you are easily annoyed". It will never end, my friends. Next I'm going to be moving from fabulous location to the back woods of a small town. God the torture just won't stop. My hopes of aggravating Daddy to the breaking point have been dashed now. I may have to turn to drinking to pass the remainder of my days.