Posted by Elithraniel Arawion on Friday, May 1, 2009
I have yet again successfully made people think i fell in and out to love with the sheer power of my words :P Kudos to me! ahem... errr.... hehehehehehe
Another Father P post coming up.... sizzling hot :P .... hahahaha
This morning, i woke up late (as usual) and found Father P missing. I needed money to buy some stuff from the nearby department store and hence went searching around the house for him. But of course, he had left for work. So i called him.
Me: Good morning pa
FP: You are calling and wishing me on the phone? How much money do you need?
Me: What an insult! How dare you accuse me of such atrocious things?
FP: Do you want money or not?
Me: Urm... errr...Yes.. need around 100
FP: What for?
Me: Need to buy a face wash
FP: But i saw 4 tubes in the loo cabinet..
Me: None of them are face washes
FP: Then what the hell are they?!?
Me: Urm... conditioner, softener... uhh... cleansing milk... and uhh...
FP: What? What do you need to condition, soften and cleanse? Your soul?
Me: You are a guy....
FP: Thank god for that.
Me: Now don't be a chauvnist, pa
FP: Are you trying to call me a pig?
Me: I never said that
FP: But chauvinist is usually followed by a pig
Me: Only if chauvnist is followed by 'ic'
FP: Oh i see...
Me: Now i might have to add it
FP: Forget washing your face ever, then. But you know what i just realized? i cannot be a chauvnist...
Me: Why not?
FP: Because I have a daughter who spends over Rs. 500 of my money every month to buy tubes of cream to cleanse, soften and condition her soul... which invariably will make her a better person.. now which chauvnist would agree to do that to a woman??