i got this horribly depressing voicemail from my father today, just listen to this:
(in a very morose voice)
i've had a terrible day. i just, i lost playing golf with jim bond this morning, and then i got in a car accident on the way home, and then i got back here and the shed was on fire. all the emergency people they came out and they put the fire out. found out we had fertilizer stored in there and it got damp. spontaneous combustion. just a terrible day.
april fools. *click*
thanks, pop.
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