imagine. you're a quiet gentle guy. you're dating the most gorgeous girl you've ever seen, the girl who you have been dreaming of for years. she's a sweet person despite her aloof facade. things are good and you really want this to work. you met her mom already but she seems a bit hesitant to take you to her dad's. she had issues understanding him before, but she loves him a lot, and she mentioned a couple times to you that there is a person in her father's life that he's been seeing for years and has helped him a lot. she seems to be grateful of his presence and that makes you want to meet him even more. finally, one day she decides it's time, she trusts you won't get weirded out, as if you ever would honestly. you're nervous but excited. determined to win them over. you go to her home and she leads you to the kitchen. sitting at the table are her father and... your fucking pet platypus.













