My parents are officially Abbott and Costello.
I checked my telephone for messages and saw that I had missed a call from my parents’ phone number at 4:44. I called them back. They both answer the phone. It went something like this:
Me: Hi… I saw someone called…
My Dad: Was it from our phone number?
Me: Ummm (laughing).. yes! You called my cell phone at 4:44.
My mom: Was it 4:44 in the morning or the afternoon?
Me: (laughing some more) WHICH ONE OF YOU CALLED ME?!
My mom: I DID!
Me: Was it in the morning or the afternoon?
My mom: The afternoon! What were you doing sleeping at 4:44 in the afternoon?
Me: (pretty sure that I have at least one witness to attest to the fact that I was not sleeping at 4:44 in the afternoon) WHAT?
My dad: laughing
My Mom: You said you were sleeping?
Me: I did not
My Mom (to my dad): Didn’t she say she was sleeping?
Me: What do you people want??
My Mom: We wanted to tell you we mailed you a package.
Me: Is it your marijuana collection?
My Mom: Why would we send you THAT? (hahahahaha)
Me: (shaking head and laughing)
My dad: So watch your door. Go now.
And this is where my mother and father go on about the business of talking to each other through their own phones, where they are a floor apart at the most.
Me: Well, I’m going to let you guys talk to each other, ok? 
Lisa
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Bulldog said
Go to your room . . .
Lisa said
punctuation said
O, oh, you can’t get away with dissing a dad who blogs too – you’re busted!
Apple said
So funny!!! You must have some really fun parents!!!
Lisa said
Ian – Hehe… I just beat him to the punch is all. I told my dad during this conversation that I was going to blog about it. It was just too good to pass up.
Apple – True that.