Saturday, August 16, 2008

My dad's a where woolf

At night our dad turns into a where woolf. During the day he's sweet and gentle with us, but at night, especially after nine o clock if we stand by his shoulder reading what ever he's writing on the computer then he begins to snap and growl at us. If we run up and down the passage or giggle as we slam cupboard dorrs or toss underpants at each other he shouts, snarls, his eyes blaze, and he's just not the dad we know in the day. Can anyone explain why this happens? Is it just our dad or are all dad's like this after nine at night?

Plis hulp
Guy and Daniel Suttner

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