I love my dad!

I love him.

Even after he makes his silliest of all jokes.

Funny, yet lame jokes.

This evening, He told me about a dream he had last night. The dream in which he was in a flight, 35000 feet above the ground. [ he travels so much, this has become a routine for him to spend so much time in flights.]

And then he went ahead saying the silliest thing I’ve heard that can happen in a flight.

He said that he was walking towards his seat after getting on board, and his foot fell in a puddle of “holy shit!”

I mean, literally, in Cow-shit!!

Man, he has worst dreams ever. Its even worst than me dreaming about being a news-paper vendor in “shrilanka”! lol.