"Drop and give me 20"
Dad was a drill sergeant in the army. 50+ years later I can still do a perfect military pushup.![]()

lol, and I got the car thing also, but he never actually stopped it, thats why Im here to tell the tale today
"Be sweet."
He used to say this to me all the time whenever he'd tell me good-bye - if he were leaving for work or if I were leaving to go somewhere.
Sometimes, I guess out of habit now, he'll still tell me this as I'm leaving my parents' house. He'll hug & kiss me good-bye & say, "Be sweet."
One day, when I asked him why he always reminded me to "be sweet," he replied, "The world needs more sweet people. Be kind. Be sweet, Wendy. Being a kind, sweet person will take you further than being a rude, not-nice person ever will."

Toy Story Fan said:When my sister and I were teenagers, we liked to sleep in on weekends. Dad didn't think we needed to sleep until noon. He would come in the room, whip open the curtains, blinding us with the light and yell, "wake up and pee, the worlds on fire!"
When there were jaywalkers, he would unroll his car window and yell at them, "if you don't have a license plate attached to your butt, get off the road!" Oh, how he would embarrass us!!![]()


