Deer Blind Dad Jokes Cast Novels & Stories

She tried to sound casual, but her voice came out a little too breathy. Lily Voss laughed beside her, looping her arm through Mia’s as they descended the short flight of stairs. “Relax, drama queen. My dad doesn’t do anything halfway. If he booked it, it’s probably better than the pictures. Just wait until you see the villas.”

Brinn muttered, scooping whipped cream from his nose. —--- ROUND THREE: Team Brinn & His Mom “Oh no,” Brinn said immediately. “Oh yes,” his mom said with equal intensity. Brinn looked like he was praying. Brinn’s mom knelt in the grass. “Okay. You be the dragon, I’ll be the squirrel.” “That is not reassuring, mom.” But somehow, the two managed a surprisingly synchronized act—Brinn made growly noises, chased his mom in circles, then she leapt over a pile of leaves with a dramatic shriek.

This time, there was no way out. He dragged me toward the door, my feet stumbling to keep up, my arm screaming where he gripped it. I was still trying to explain. “Dad, I did not do it. Uncle Ray miscounted. Brady made it up. I did not give anyone a reason to laugh at you.” “Did not do it? Brady saw it with his own eyes, and you are still denying it?” Dad wrenched the front door open. Cold air rushed in. “I will teach you a lesson right now so you never forget what it feels like when people laugh at you.”

I felt the corners of my eyes stinging. ‎ ‎He wanted to be in Elena's life now? After having discarded me like I meant nothing back then? ‎ ‎Kiss the hair on my ass! ‎ ‎I forced a smile. “Is that so? Oh, so now you want to be a father to a prostitute's daughter? How sweet. But, why do you think we want that?” ‎

He was now putting his hand on Ryan's shoulder and started laughing. That was shocking. Not just him. My Parents too and his Mom too. They all were laughing at us and behaving as if it was a joke. "What happened?? Is this a joke??" His dad was now laughing while holding his stomach. "I think that's enough for them Oberoi..let us tell them." My dad controlled his laugh and was instructing his Dad. "What happened?? Can you guys please explain??" Ryan was still unable to understand. "Didn't you get it, boy?? It's a prank!!"

And just like that, something eases. I chuckle, shaking my head. “My apology is sorry?” I shoot back. “You should hear yourself. That’s some bullshit comfort talk coming from an elder brother.” We both laugh. Actually laugh. The door creaks open. We turn. Mum and Dad stand there. “Did I just hear laughter?” Dad asks from behind mum. Scar and I exchange a glance. “Maybe,” he says with a shrug. “Actual laughter?” Dad presses. “Not the two of you trying to tear each other apart and go full beast?”

I couldn't help but burst into an uncontrollable laughter, I laughed so hard tears rolled down my eyes. She paused, tilting her head to the side then scratched it, "what's funny?" She frowned but still looked confused. I finally stopped laughing then smiled brightly at her, "as I said before, Glen is okay, he just had a fever and I never thought I'd ever see this side of you, that man would soon be your stepfather so cut him some slack." "Pttf... never," she rolled her eyes, typical Leslie, "I don't really care about Glen, I was just shaken when I noticed the time you called, it was probably that time you noticed him unconscious and I was..."

He grinned and began humming a tune. "The Marshalls succeeded in wiping out your existence from the surface of the earth, you should be petrified that history is about to repeat itself." Mom scoffed at his expression. The dude must be good at acting, he feigned shock and stared at her with wide eyes before releasing a low peal of laughter. "Why are you subjecting yourself to that screaming banshee? He is just a whole bunch of talks with lesser actions." Dad picked at his nails and yawned. "Running your mouth like tap water I see, Cedric." He raised his eyebrows and grinned at dad.

He had done it completely behind my back, making him a culprit in my eyes, even if not in reality. "I know, right?" I chuckled, leaning in to press a kiss on Dad's cheek. "But sometimes he just acts like a bonehead." While Jacob and Clara burst into laughter, a deep frown settled on Dad's face, clearly displaying his irritation. "Excuse me, this foot massage doesn't give you the right to call me stupid. You won't be getting anything else as compensation," Dad retorted. "You're too cute," I laughed. "And you're too stubborn."

Dean squeaked and JD nodded as he laughed. “You did. Not a thought I want of my mom.” “Have you met my uncle?” Dean teased as she went back to entering the cookie requests. “I have.” JD replied dryly as the other two men walked over to where the group was huddled around the couple. “Him and all of his piercings, and no, I do not want to know how much my mom enjoys your piercings.” “Enough to get triplets.” Dean shrugged. “Did you forget to turn your filter on this morning? Or your brain?” Reese asked with a laugh.