What absolute shenanigans did your goofy dad get up to?

I am a Bengali, and as all good Bengalis, we went to see tigers in the north of Bengal.

Spoiler alert, no tigers.

After one pretty disappointing day of missing two elephant herds and seeing no wild cats,

much less a tiger, we stop at a dried up riverbed. We're freaking tired, the sun is

setting, the peacocks are screaming, the usual where we're from. Suddenly, we hear a growl.

Monkeys are going nuts, the telltale signs of a tiger nearby. The guide tells us to rush to our

jeeps. We oblige, but just before boarding, I see my dad smirking hard. After an hour of waiting,

we see no tigers and we head home. The next morning, while everyone is freaking out over the growl,

Dad pulls me aside and says it was a burp. A freaking burp. So I can proudly say that once my dad

burped so hard that the jungle thought it was a tiger.

One time, my dad waited till my three siblings and I had gone to bed on Christmas Eve.

Then he shouted, I don't care who you are, fat man, get that sled off my roof.

We were all up and telling Dad not to yell at Santa.

My dad was a fireman and picked me up from school in a fire engine once. My dad was also a fireman and we kind of took it for granted. All of the other kids thought it was awesome, but we

were just used to it, I suppose. He treated it like a job and we did too. Until we went on family

vacation and saw a vehicle overturn ahead of us in a terrible accident. Watching my father spring into action and quickly take control and begin rescuing the family

made me look at him in an entirely different way.

Afterwards, he got in our car and we continued our vacation.

He said, I think they're going to be all right.

And that was that, but we knew Dad was a total badass.

One day my dad answered the door in his underwear at 8am.

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