(Read with real thick cowboy-country accent! Yee haw!) Father: Ok son, here is the lesson for today. Spell gas. Son: Uhh, G-A-uhh...Z? Father: No you freakin' idiot! It's G-A-Z-E! Father: Ok, let's try us 'nother one. Spell car. Son: K-A-R Father: Oh... my... gosh... YOU GOT IT RIGHT! Let's do a hard one... Spell gas. Son: that's easy, G-A-Z. Father: Whoopdy do! We onna hot streak! Last word, spell, Nascar. Son: N-A-S-K-A-R? Father: Mother of god, you got it wrong! It's spelled N-A-S-K-A-R-E!! I'll never be able to teach you! Gimme da bible! I'mma slap some jesus in ta you!
I'm calling BS on his friends posting. It flopped and now he don't want the credit for such a colossal flop of a thread.