Sunday evening conversations with Pop

Dad: Hello?

Me: Hey, Pop.

Dad: Hello, Andrea. How are you doing?

Me: I'm fine, how are you?

Dad: Good... So what does that sheet of paper you're holding say?

Me: What paper?

Dad: The one in your Facebook picture. I can't read it, the words are too small.

Me: Dad... Are you creeping on me through Mom's account?

Dad: I am. What does it say?

Me: It's like a fortune telling game from when I was a kid. My friends and I did it last night as a joke.

Dad: Oh.

Me: MASH. Mansion Apartment Shack House.

Dad: Oh.

Me: And I got mansion!

Dad: Oh. Okay.

Me: Yeah...