I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: my dad is hilarious. Talking to my parents today about my dad’s impending visit, in which he will digress a bit from his planned TDY (military-speak for “business trip”), this snippet occurred:

Mom: Are you making big plans for your dad’s visit?

Me: (audibly smirking) Riiiight. We unemployed people are always making the big plans. I figure we can stand around despondently downtown together.

Dad: Do you think you can get another cardboard box for me by then? Try and keep it dry until I get there?

Me: I don’t see why not…we’ll have to keep an eye on it when we go to dinner, though…

Dad: Would that be at Saint Mary’s or Sacred Heart?

Me: Saint Mary’s, they have better soup.

Dad: Really? What flavor?

Me: Well, it’s not so much the flavor as it is the warmth

Dad: Ah, more of a broth, then?

Mom: Now stop it you two, that’s not funny!

And we laughed and laughed and laughed…

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