This is why I love my dad
My dad just walked by my room and said, in a voice just loud enough to hear, "I'm gonna add that to my website..."
"Dad, you have a website?" I asked only slightly incredulous.
"Huh? No, I'm gonna make a small one like yours."
"Like mine???" I asked nervously, thinking he means he's going to join MySpace and ask to be on my friends list. I'd have to erase a lot of blogs & comments...my mind is filling with dread and wondering how the hell he even knows what MySpace is.
"Yeah, I'm gonna call it Chihuahuas in the nude dot com," and he walked away.
I burst out laughing and haven't been able to stop since.
"Dad, you have a website?" I asked only slightly incredulous.
"Huh? No, I'm gonna make a small one like yours."
"Like mine???" I asked nervously, thinking he means he's going to join MySpace and ask to be on my friends list. I'd have to erase a lot of blogs & comments...my mind is filling with dread and wondering how the hell he even knows what MySpace is.
"Yeah, I'm gonna call it Chihuahuas in the nude dot com," and he walked away.
I burst out laughing and haven't been able to stop since.