I Ran Like the Lightning
Dad: "Hey Rich, how's my girlfriend?"
Rich: "Which one?"
Dad: "How many do you have??"
Rich: "Me? I only have one, I thought you had all the girlfriends."
Dad: Chuckle "TIFFANY!"
Rich: "Oh she's great, I wasn't sure if you meant Gramma or Tiff or Kim."
Dad: "All of them. They're my girls."
Rich: "I know they are. They love you."
Dad: Chuckle
Rich: "So what's up?"
Dad: "I've been running a lot the last couple weeks. I RAN like the LIGHTNING. People look at me like... look at that guy running like the lightning."
Rich: "Yeah I bet they are. You always run like the lightning."
Dad: "Alan called me, he needs this and that. So I guess I gotta get dressed"
Rich: "Yeah, well... it's good to be dressed."
Dad: Chuckle, "You know, I gotta do work. This and that, the whole thing."
Rich: "Well, don't work too hard."
Dad: "I'm always working hard, that's what I do."
Rich: "Yeah, I know dad. Don't over do it."
Dad: "I'm at Home Depot, you need your mother?"
- Phone call with Dad 10/13/06 12:50PM