I have some...interesting conversations with my dad.
Me: *walks into kitchen*
Dad: *screams to my mom in the other room* She was just about to eat the punk rocker kid
Me: wuh? O_O
Dad: *repeats himself*
Me: (Still not sure what he was talking about) Well, punk rockers are tasty
Dad: So are jocks.
Me: What are we talking about?
Dad: Jennifer's Body, want to watch it with us?
Me: ... How many people died so far?
Dad: I've been told I'm Satan incarnate
Me: Ok?
Dad: You know what that makes you?
Me: *stares blankly*
Dad: Daughter of Satan incarnate
Me: Kay...
Me: AAAUUUGGGHHH! Natural sunlight! It burrrrns!
Dad: We don't want you bursting into flames, Vampira
Me: I'm not a vampire, I love garlic too much
Dad: True, but you are a creature of the night
I'll let you guys make of this what you will