Called Dad, it went like this:
*ring* *ring*
D: Herb here.
M: Hey Dad!
D: Whos this?!
M: I believe I am your oldest known daughter.
D: Alissa? and how's your Mom...whas her na...
M: Juanita! She's fine.
D: What is she doing lately?
M: Oh you know, she still prefers to hang out with the donkeys.
D: *Gaffawing* You are nasty!
M: Yeah well I come by it honestly.
D: HAPPY THANKSGIVING DEAR!
M: HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU TOO DAD!
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*snort*!!!!
Or should we say...thnort?
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