I called my parents on a Saturday.
Dad: Hello?
Me: Hi dad.
Dad: Oh hi!
Me: What are you doing?
Dad: Singing "Jumping Jack Flash"! And it's aaaaallll riiiight nooow. JUMPING JACK FLASH! IT'S A GAS! IT'S A GAS! Mom went out, so I can sing all the loud Rolling Stones songs now.
Me: Where is mom?
Dad: She and Ee Ma went to their Qi Gong class.
Me: Oh right.
Dad: I tell them it's no use. Qi Gong is supposed to teach you how to relax and let out your energy. But they get angry all the time anyway! Hahaha!
Me: So it doesn't work for them.
Dad: It doesn't work! I tell them they're wasting their money and their time and then get angry at me again! Hahahaha!
Me: Well, clearly the key to relaxation is to sing obnoxious songs at the top of your lungs.
Dad: Works for me! Though I think that makes your mom more angry.
END.
