daddy osama

My dad is daddy osama. He turned my birthday into a war zone.

At the grocery store, my brother yelled, 'I'm gonna explode!' and ran into a cart.

My mom called daddy osama 'the human firecracker.'

Daddy osama struck again. My little sister screamed, 'I'm gonna die!' and threw a book at me.

At the library, my dad said, 'Let's make some noise!' and all my siblings started yelling.

My brother texted me, 'Dad is here. I’m hiding under the table.'

Daddy osama made my sister run out of the house screaming, 'I’m gonna crash!' and tripped over the dog.

At the park, my brother cried, 'I’m falling apart!' and sat on the ground like a broken toy.

My dad called me 'the explosion boy' because I threw my juice box at him.

My dad is daddy osama. He made my sister run through the house yelling, 'The dragon is coming!'

At the restaurant, my brother screamed, 'I’m being chased!' and ran into a waiter.

My mom texted me, 'Daddy osama is here. The kids are out of control.'

Daddy osama made my sister scream so loud the neighbors came out to see what was going on.

At midnight, my brother yelled, 'I’m gonna explode!' and woke up the whole street.

My dad said, 'I make explosions that can be heard from the next town.'

Daddy osama made my sister throw her lunch at a stranger in the grocery store.

At school, my brother yelled, 'I’m gonna crash!' and ran into the principal.

My dad said, 'I make chaos wherever I go.'