one of my favorite things to do when i go to utah to visit my family is to drive my sister, chubbs, a high school senior, to school or social functions. as she's exiting the car to join her friends, i roll down the car window and shout (in my best mother hen voice), "i love you shelby! remember who you are!!" i glean great pleasure in watching her squirm as her peers snicker. and if i happen to be in my pajamas -- icing on the cake.
that's good comedy. my sense of humor is obviously less than refined.
so today, imagine my elation when my dad decides to prank call me. caller id has killed the prank phone call, but my father doesn't seem to remember (or mind) that. he called my phone and sang a snippet of this incredibly disturbing tune into my ear:
then he hung up.
30 seconds later he called my sister hilly (who is visiting me this week) and cranked johnny cash's "ring of fire" into the phone.
dad, you are so weird. i loved it. do it more often.