My dad is not the one to keep a conversation going because he seems to be busy doing whatever, and I'm fine with it, unless I have a question to ask him...
Me: Dad, who sings "Total Eclipse of the Heart?"
Dad: *no answer*
Me: Uh, Dad, hello?
Dad: Ano? (what)
Me: Who sings "Total Eclipse of the Heart?" (then I start singing "Turn around, every now and then...")
Dad: *starts singing to himself*
*long pause*
Me: UH, okay?
Dad: You know...that girl.
Me: WHAT GIRL?
Dad: Uh, what's her name again?
Me: I don't know, that's why I'm asking you.
Dad: That white girl!
Me: Oh my gosh. What white girl?
Dad: I don't know, I forgot.
THE END.
1 comment:
sounds like me and my dad sometimes. The unintentional arguments between us usually happen because of him being hard of hearing in one ear and me being too damn stubborn to repeat myself for clarity sometimes. Yeah, we're horrible :-P
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