I got my father $80k to pay the IRS within 48 hours. At the time, I was 21 years old, making $6/hr working full time at starbucks, and was in a bachelor house with other college kids. He called me and said I could go to the office and take the fridge, TV and whatever else I liked, because there will be nothing left of it by January 7th, first federal working day, and IRS was coming to take it all. They already froze his accounts and step-mom packed her stuff and left for Canada.

I called him from the office to ask him for the password so I can check my email. I played some music, stood there and decided to take a look at his business software. The rest was history. We did a lot of apologizing to people later, and we lost 5% of our clients, but the feds where paid, we kept the family business, and we paid people back within a month.

Since then, I have fucked up and fucked up big. Me and him fought repeatedly. He disapproved of my life choices and sometimes we didn't talk for weeks, but STILL, every time I screw up he tells me I am a very gifted screw-up and loves me very much.