I took my 92-year-old dad to the mall the other day to buy him a new pair of shoes. After walking around for a while, we decided to grab a bite at the food court and rest for a few minutes.
While we were eating, I noticed my dad kept looking at a teenager sitting at the table beside him. The kid had spiked hair sticking out in every direction, dyed in a wild mix of colors—green, red, orange, and blue.
My dad didn’t just glance at him once or twice. He kept staring with a strange look of curiosity on his face.
The teenager noticed. Every time he looked over, he caught my dad watching him. At first, he ignored it, but after a while, the constant staring clearly started to get on his nerves.
Finally, the teenager leaned back in his chair and sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter, old man? Never done anything wild in your life?”
Knowing my dad, I immediately swallowed my food and prepared myself. I had lived long enough to know he was never one to back down from a challenge, and there was a good chance his reply would be unforgettable.
Sure enough, my dad didn’t even blink. He calmly looked at the teenager, paused for just a moment, and delivered his response with a completely straight face.
“Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.”
