Sugar:
(right before jummah)
Dad; your jeans are kinda tight
Me: My shirt is long enough to cover them
Dad: *sighs*
Me: I'll be in the car
Hahaha.
Before getting married, my dad would be on me like white on rice over my clothing. It was ridiculous. Though, now since I'm married, my mom has told him to mind his own business for I have a husband now. It took him awhile to swallow that one. Lol. But now he just has this stupid tune he does when he wants to indirectly tell me that he doesn't approve of my pants, it goes like this...
Dad: SHADHA!
Me: Dad.
Dad: How did you fit yourself in those paaaants, in those paaaants? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Me: How did you fit yourself through the doooor, through the doooor? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Dad:

Me: Thought so old man.

shadha-
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You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
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