Dad: Hello.
Me: Hey, Daddy.
Dad: Hey, Honey! How you doin'?
Me: Fine. I was just callin'.
Dad: That's ok. So, what's goin' on?
Me: Nothin' really.
Dad: You got a boyfriend?
Me: No. Not right now.
Dad: Why not?
Me: I don't know. I just don't right now.
Dad: Hnuh. It was a cute guy down at the sto' that mighta been good fa you.
Me: (laughing)
Dad: (laughing) He might still be down there, I don't know.
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