Chats with Dad

I read "Let's Pretend this Never Happened" by Jenny Lawson this last weekend, then started mainlining her blog (I'm on page 61 of the "previous posts").

So basically, I'm regurgitating her writing style as well as feeling pseudo-guilty that I never write blog posts frequently enough and at that point where it's like "no one's gonna read this anyway," so I thought I'd post random snippets of conversation with my dad.

From this morning:

Fishing: you're doing it wrong

From not this morning: 
me: Quick, give me a biscuit pun

 Daddy!: you are half baked

  i never have enough dough

don't get in a jam

  you'er toast

  you're

  moms

 me: your mom's face is toast

  thanks
This is how I found out my big brother was engaged: 

Daddy!: Oh yea

  U see ace is engaged

 me: I found out after patrick

8:10 PM Daddy!: Of sourse he's a douchbag

 me: I found out because patrick posted Congrats to your brother, and good luck being the only sibling not married.

  douche

  but i'm not really sure where my phone is

8:11 PM so if you call me a couple times i'll pretend i was tried to be informed before all of facebook

 Daddy!: Oh tay

 me: maybe a text too

  that's not from twitter

  and if you really want to be extravagant, a snail mail letter

 Daddy!: Want me z2 call ur phone?

 me: maybe some sky writing

8:12 PM nah

  i don't have it with me i'm pretty sure

  and i'm listening to live music

  it'd be a bit rude if it went off

 Daddy!: Calling 7 now

 me: 7?

  I'm 7?

  what??

  that's it, i'm changin your nmber to 3

  mom's now 2

8:13 PM I seriously have no idea where it is

  maybe it's in my bedroom

  ...

 Daddy!: I just called u
Conclusion: I love my dad, and I can't figure out the formatting tab to save my life. (why you no left-align, post? v.v)