Dad says inappropriate stuff.
Apr. 10th, 2012 07:55 pmDad: Can I have two cookies?
Me: Okay.
Dad: No, bring them to me?
Me: No. You must actually stand up if you want some cookies.
Dad: Oh, no, honey, I can't, I can't. I ruptured my Achilles, I can't get up.
Me: You can't rupture that.
Dad: I ruptured my Achilles! I can't get up!
Me: You can't rupture a tendon.
Dad: Well, I hurt it. I hurt my back, I've got an anaphalaxis, a paralysis -
Mom: Just go get the cookie if you want it, dear.
Me: If you want a cookie, you have to get up.
Dad: I can't, I haven't had my Levitra.
Mom: Oh, no.
Me: Dad!
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Later:
Dad: I'd love a cookie right now.
Me: Then get up and get one.
Dad: No, I stood up and I got really dizzy and I had a... a Prometheus.
Me: You had the guy who stole fire from the gods.
Dad: Yes.
Me: Okay.
Dad: No, bring them to me?
Me: No. You must actually stand up if you want some cookies.
Dad: Oh, no, honey, I can't, I can't. I ruptured my Achilles, I can't get up.
Me: You can't rupture that.
Dad: I ruptured my Achilles! I can't get up!
Me: You can't rupture a tendon.
Dad: Well, I hurt it. I hurt my back, I've got an anaphalaxis, a paralysis -
Mom: Just go get the cookie if you want it, dear.
Me: If you want a cookie, you have to get up.
Dad: I can't, I haven't had my Levitra.
Mom: Oh, no.
Me: Dad!
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Later:
Dad: I'd love a cookie right now.
Me: Then get up and get one.
Dad: No, I stood up and I got really dizzy and I had a... a Prometheus.
Me: You had the guy who stole fire from the gods.
Dad: Yes.