November 28, 2009

Fact is Better: New Amsterdam II

I was at my dad's house recently to pick up some giveaways for an alcohol promo I had later that night. He wasn't home, so I let myself in. While digging out t-shirts, I heard the front door open, so I went down to say hi.

*coming down the stairs as my dad is coming into he house with a large white package under his arms, he looks up at me super guiltily*
Me: "What?"
Dad: "WHAT?!"
Me: "I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!"
*Dad nervously shifts the package in his arms*
Me: "What's in the bag, Mike?"
Dad: "Nothing. NOTHING! Don't ask me. It's nothing!"
Me: *peer at him suspiciously*
Dad: "No! I can't tell you 'cause you'll blog about it!"
Me: "I'M NOT GONNA BLOG ABOUT IT. I promise!"
Dad: "Okay, I bought something else for New Amsterdam!"
*He rushes over to the kitchen table and excitedly pulls out a disco ball from the bag*
Dad: "It lights up! And rotates! AND IT'S SOUND ACTIVATED! WATCH!"
*he holds the disco ball up to his mouth*
Dad: "Hah!" *it lights up* "HAH!" *it lights up* "HAH! HAH! HAH!"
*it lights up in three different colors*
Me: "And now you're getting blogged about."
Dad: "You promised you . . . SHWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
*he screams at the ball, and it lights up in a slew of colors, spinning slowly*

True story.

Further proof that fact is better than fiction.