I Promise.

Me: *out for dinner with my dad because we were too lazy to cook*

Random Old Lady: *comes up out of know where with the most judgmental look ever* (will also be refereed to as 'ROL')

ROL: Isn't he a little old for you?

Me: Well, considering he's my Dad, I'd say that your a judgmental hag.

Dad: *chokes into his drink*

ROL: You should respect your elders.

Me: You should respect your youth, we're the ones who'll decide on whether or not to pull your cord in like, what? Five weeks?

Dad: *chokes on his drink again*

ROL: *storms off*

Dad: *looks at me with a disapproving look*

Me: What?

Dad: Come on, you and I both know it will be three weeks.