Me: Hello?
Dad: Hey, Jess.
Me: Oh! Hi, Dad.
Dad: I need to talk to you. I need to make sure we've got something cleared up.
Me(*warily*): Er, okay...
Dad(*strategic wording*): What . . . is your understanding . . . of when you are supposed to kill me?
Me: ...uh, it's before you turn 104, right?
Dad: Yes, yes. But I mean, is that, like, the day of my 103rd birthday? Or the day before I turn 104?
Me: I'd say the day before you turn 104.
Dad: So, that'd be March 1st, then?
Me: Yeah, yeah I guess so.
Dad: Okay, good. I thought maybe you'd be confused and think you were supposed to kill me on my 103rd birthday, and that would just be wrong.
Me: No, no. It's definitely just before you turn 104. Because you want to live to be 103, but not any older.
Dad: Right.
Me: Right.
Dad: . . . Okay! Well, as long as that's settled, I'll see you later! Love ya!
Me: Love you too, Dad. Bye.
Dad: Bye!
5 comments:
Unfortunately, that is an accurate representation of what happened.
Ever feel like you don't live in the same universe as everyone else?
Give that man a high five for me, will you?
Your dad is the best XD
Witnessed in part. This is both awesome ad factual.
Unfortunately, that is exactly what happened.
LOVE it!
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