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My Dad didn't take me to Little League, live in a huge house, date a hottie as potential stepmum, shoot the guys who kidnapped me, say "you're grounded" after I borrowed his car (and relent afterwards), or fight me with a light sabre.
Fucking movies.
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Mine never helped me fight Nazis. Mind you, I never saved his life with water from the Holy Grail, so we're probably even.
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Mine never took me through a Stargate and placed me in a austere afterlife culminating in a transformation into a celestial child overlooking humanity.
And he kept playing the 'I'm ten foot high and made of polished granite' card to avoid giving me pocket money, the bastard.
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My dad came back in time to nob my mam, so I could lead the future revolt against our robot overlords. It's ace!
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Mine never incarnated me as the third component of his Divine Essence, only to stand idly by as I was tortured, at length and in full colour, before finally being subjected to an agonising and lingering death, by the J**s. You know who I'm talking about. It's all right offisher, I'm perfectly sober.
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