When I got up to my uncle's house on Friday he gave me the grand tour. Dad tagged along.
Uncle: And this is the master bedroom.
Me: This is where the magic happens, huh?
Uncle: Sure is.
Dad: Yeah, because it's a miracle if he gets any.
Me: I was going to say it was a miracle if he could get it up.
Uncle: Did I mention how happy I am you two are here?
* * *
Upon denting my shoe.
Dad: Which shoe did you scuff up?
Me: The right one.
Dad: No, smartass. Which pair?
Me: (Maniacal giggles) The black pair.
Dad: Sigh. You really are my kid.
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I LOVE YOU!!!!!! And I miss you all terribly. (I miss your sarcastic wit and charm.)
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