Unfiltered Story #366540

(This is in 2015, when my second niece is born. My sister and her family lived in Dallas at this time.)

Father: “[Niece #1] got to hold [Niece #2] today with [Sister]’s help.”

Me: “Oh, awesome! I can’t wait to see them.”

Father: “Me too, I’ve missed my little [Niece #1].” (A car proceeds to cut us off and drive slowly.) “What the f**k, grandpa?! Drive faster!”

Me: “You can’t use that insult, anymore, Grandpa.”

Father: “…F**k. Also, I’m a Papa, not a Grandpa.”