Dad, via text: It's beginning.
Me: Uh..what is?
Dad: What do you think?
Me: Um...an offer on the house? Or the second coming of Christ?
Dad: The latter. Duh.
Me: You mean the former? The latter one was Jesus.
Dad: Jesus is here and he's asking for you.
Me: Tell him I don't get off work until 5 today.
Dad: He said ok but he is really p*ssed that he has to hang around.
Me: So really, is there an offer on the house?
Mom, via text message: Do not put the conversation on the clog because it is blasphemous.
I see you take direction well. Heh.
Funny. Stating to NOT post something on the blog just leaves it open for sharing, don't you think?!
Sounds like your dad and my dad would et along just fine!
And fine "Clog" you have here!
Well, she did say on the clog. You haven't done anything wrong!
Also, I want your parents to adopt me. I'm 31, especially tidy, and somewhat cuddly.
PS: THANKS FOR READING CONSIDER LILY. YOU ARE AWESOME.
So JC has put an offer in on your folks', must be a nice place.
If your site crashes, it's Jesus, getting revenge.
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