I've watched anime for about 5 years. I always tried to keep it from my parents (yeah, I still live with them). I was doing a good job of it until about a year ago when my dad walked into my room without knocking, giving me no time to close out of the anime I was watching before he saw. It was Lucky Star. The OP of Lucky Star. He only saw it for maybe a second before I closed it. After closing it, he asked, "What the HELL was that?" To which I responded, "Oh it was just a fucking pop-up. Don't worry about it" while trying to hide my embarassment. Lame excuse I know, but he seemed to buy it at the time.However, after that, he began to come into my room without warning much more often. I realized that he was still suspicious and he was going to try to catch me watching that shit again. He did.One day I'm sitting here watching K-On, headphones on, staring intently with a stupid grin on my face. He must have been sitting there for a while, but it gets to the "Moe Moe Kyun" scene and instantly my headphones are ripped off of my head and I'm put into a sleeper hold. I wake up on the roof of my 3 story house, near the edge. I started looking around, confused, trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. I decide to look down and what I see made me say "Oh FUCK." There are 5 tables stacked up on the ground directly below me. I knew what was coming at this point and I braced for it. I cringe as I hear my dad running towards me. I am picked up, turned upside down, and he piledrivers me off of the roof into the tables, breaking them all and nearly every bone in my body.So my day is shitty today because, since then, he wakes me up every morning by giving me wet willies, noogies, swirlies, and super mega ultra hyper wedgies. Then he calls me a faggot for 3 hours straight. Then he turns me upside down and shakes me until my lunch money falls out. Then he steals it.,
Please, go on. I'm very interested in your story.What happened next?
Ever thought about just not watching anime?
it would be a little more believable if you took out the 5 tables thing and the "faggot for 3 hours straight"maybe he just strands you on the roof for a few hours instead
if this was true, your dad would be one hell of a fag for calling them super mega ultra hyper wedgiesI mean, how the hell would that even work out? would you have to pull the underwear through their ass or something?