sometimes i forget this comic exists and then i find it again and want to happy-cry
if you found out that your dad has 120k followers on tiktok what would it be for? what would your dad’s tiktok niche be
concept: after a few meetings, miles’ dad finally realizes that spiderman is like. a kid. and not even like a college kid, an actual, legitimate, “thinks dropping his voice actually disguises it” child. after his freak out (he went up against king pin but he’s so small?? rio he said he loved me he’s a baby-) he becomes very determined To Stop Spiderman (From Hurting Himself), but since the kid’s so slippery he mostly just… dads at him from the sidelines, yells encouragements and backs him up in fights and asks him if he’s okay afterwards between lectures on vigilantism and also do your parents know where you are young man? and at some point the double parenting starts to confuse miles and he accidentally calls him dad to his face while in the spiderman suit without even noticing. but jefferson notices and is like. Ah. My Child Now. and Operation: Stop Spiderman turns into Operation: Adopt Spiderman. so anyway he’s currently trying to figure out how to ask miles if he’d be okay with having a brother and miles is currently trying to figure out how to tell his own father that he can’t actually adopt him
OP please I want to read this so bad
So my dad got his hip replaced and had the doctor save it so he could turn it into a cane
you cannot possibly become more boss than turning your own bone into a cane
I’d say he’s pretty hip
you think youre a loki stan? my dad turned off Thor 2 after loki fake died. I had to spoil the ending for him so he would finish it
picture a 64 year old man with the temperament and the looks of ron swanson watching the Thor: Ragnarok trailer completely blank faced, until Loki shows up and he smiles and says “Mira! Ese es Loki”
“Are we going to thrive? Are we going to thrive, Goosey, or are we going to wither? Are we going to thrive within the framework of the system or in spite of it? Ouch! That’s right, Goosey. I feel pain. I feel many types of pain.”
—My dad talking to our dog, Goose, first thing in the morning
I honest to god thought this was gonna be a passage from a Great American Literature™ from the early 20th century, like, something you’d find on the same shelf as The Grapes Of Wrath or Waiting For Lefty.
Is your father Eugene O’Neill?
I think the most Gemini thing my dad has ever done is one year he threw himself a reverse surprise party for the sheer drama of it. What is a reverse surprise party? you may ask, well let me tell you. So he invites over all his friends and family and then in the middle of dinner he stands up and announces that it’s not a regular dinner, it is in fact, his birthday dinner (his exact words were “Surprise! …. it’s my Birthday”) cue everyone looking panicked, because oh god I don’t have a gift, I don’t even have a card, but my father, wine glass still in hand assures them not to worry and reveals a pile of presents he got for himself and wrapped for everyone to pick one and give it to him as their gift. And honestly? My father is such a legend.











