Trust my father to wander off and start reading the titles on the bookshelves in the zombie-infested haunted office. Yes, while the rest of us were looking for weapons and trying to figure out how to avoid being killed and eaten.
Yes, yes, of course I was dreaming.
I'm still irritated with him, though.
Your father could have been looking for a book on how to make explosives... Just saying...
ReplyDeleteFollowed you over from Bruce's blog. He says you are good people. I look forward to discovering what he already knows. :)
PS - looking for books to blow things up would totally be what I'd be doing in a Zombie attack. Really, you don't want me pointing and shooting. I'm rather good at hitting what I don't want to hit. ;P
I dunno, if your aim is that bad, I'm not sure I want you lobbing bombs, either!
ReplyDelete(Kidding. I knew what you meant. Though I got to have lunch with my Dad yesterday, so I did get a chance to tell him how irritating it was when he wandered off like that, and how he wasn't allowed to do that anymore. He thought it was funny.)