My weird father. and me.

So today, i was walking to the bathroom, preparing for my shower. And papa was in the kitchen. (the toilet is in the kitchen)

So i entered the toilet,

Me: *notices a big piece of paint dangling from the ceiling*

Me: Ah! Papa! The ceiling is peeling!

Papa: *walks over and looks at the peel* Why!? Why peel?!

Me: -_- Because everytime i step into the toilet, i can't help but jump and scratch the ceiling.

Papa: Why!? Why is your hand so itchy?! ha?!

Me and Papa: Hehehehehehe hahahahahahahahaha.

- end of conversation -

Its kinda cool. Warped-ly cool.