My father likes to pretend as though he doesn't really like any of us kids. But it's pretty obvious that when we're gone he only has the cat to yell at. So I like not calling home for a few weeks and seeing how many sad phone calls I can get from him. I'm up to, like, 8 right now.
Blogging the depths of the abyss,
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Aww, that's mean.
ReplyDeleteI think I have the high score for missed calls, though. =)