Today I'm feeling a bit miserable but I'll only be miserable for one day! Tomorrow I will suck it up.
Mush: So Flick, it's Fathers day! How are you going to spend it?
Flick: My fathers gone.
Mush: Oh, where'd he go?
Flick: He's dead.
.... Cue awkward silence....
Mush: Hey Mel, isn't your fathers overseas? Don't forget to call him today!
Mel: I hate my father, I'm not going to call him. If I was ever going to send him something I'd send him a bullet. That's pretty metaphorical isn't it?
Mush: ................... it.. sure... is....
After this I refused to ask anybody anything. Bah.
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