I used to live on the farm where dads cows were. This was back in my drinking and whoring days. He would always stop by uninvited while I was sleeping one off or slipping someone out the backdoor. What a PIA. It was also to easy just to stop by to start b&tching about something which usually lead to a fight. I now live 6 miles away and somedays thats not far enough. But no matter how far away, when they came out with those PIA cell phones that gave him unlimited access to call me all the fricken time. Yeah I know you dont have to answer a phone but he will not stop calling untill you do and usually its nothing that important.

And yes I know the ( you only have one dad saying). We get along good but have our moments . We are not the Waltons but probably a few steps above the Teutals.