my dad is an ass.

oh this will be fun. first off, happy easter. at least theres no health bars in the sky. now, to the reason for this title. this morning, at approximately 8:00 a.m., my father scared the living shit out of me. he came in my room, while i was still asleep, with a bluetooth speaker. he connected it to his phone, and played a recording of an air raid siren at full volume. it woke me up from a dream that the world was ending. i almost crapped myself. i was dreaming that the apocalypse was happening, and i woke up to nuke sirens. asshole.