September 14th, 2007
|11:37 am - Quote of the Day|
"The meter-reader came by this morning and asked if he could read the meter," I told Dad by way of explaining why the doorbell had rung around 8am.
"Oh," he said, "so are they going to come by and read it regularly now?"
"Yeah," I replied, "I think they had a new guy, and Sugar was probably out there barking and ... well, you know, a lot of people don't like to go into someone's yard with a dog barking at them. I just told him that she's very barky, but she doesn't bite. It's just kind of her way of saying, 'I know you're here, now come play with me.' He said he'd put it in the notes."
"Well, it stands to reason," said Dad.
"What's that?" I asked.
"You got Sugar for free," he said, raising an eyebrow and grinning a little grin before continuing, "and everyone knows 'a bargain dog doesn't bite.'"
(I shall now pause for the ensuing groans of agony.)
Your dad just kills me.
In a good way of course!
I know! Dad, Charlie, my Internet penpal, my co-workers and my LJ flist are seriously conspiring to entertain me with pure comedy gold this week.
Oh, and Stephen Colbert, whom I think I'm going to sue for pain and suffering after he made me laugh so hard I literally hurt myself. (Thank god for lidocaine patches! hahaha!)
I think perhaps your Dad and mine were separated at birth.
Honestly, people think I make these conversations up.
I'm just not that clever.
No, I know you don't. I couldn't make up the stuff my Dad comes up with. I just couldn't. I think my head would spontaneously explode.
That's a horrible groaner, that is. No wonder your dad couldn't resist it!
I never know whether to expect a fan club or a lynch mob with Dad. hahahaha!
Aren't they pretty close to one in the same? hehehe
I had to say it over a few times in my head - saying it out loud got it.
Groaner, yup. But I like the way your Dad thinks. :)