I'm sitting in the British Airways Business Lounge enjoying my ice cold Coca Cola when my dad comes back from watching some news and says:
"An asteroid is approaching the earth but I think it might miss."
Lekker, Dad. Thanks. Nothing to worry about then.
"Might hit a satellite though".
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Ian Gabriel
My dad's in Argentina shooting a Pepsi commercial (eugh). I sent him my new CV and mentioned what Janet said about my front teeth "not doing anything for my look" and this was his response:
Haha. I love my dad.
Ah, the front teeth thing. Its a Gabriel trait, I never notice it, think ewe all look cool the way we are and would hate you to have smaller teeth. However, she’s an agent so knows these things, if you do smile in a more contained way, don’t let it take away any warmth or conceal your openness- she’s right - your strong points are your, warmth charisma and open face. And the fact that you can act.Note the lack of reference to the actual CV itself.
Haha. I love my dad.
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