I drove into the driveway today and my garage door opener wasn't working, so I parked the car, got out, went up to the front door and started to unlock it when my tata rushed and opened the door.
"Oops! Sorry, I locked the garage!" my tata said, as he closed the door in my face and rushed to go open the garage.
I got back in my car, started it and waited for my tata to open the garage door. I sat there for almost a minute and then I realized that he didn't open the garage for me, he just unlocked it.
So I opened the garage, pulled in and parked, got all my stuff and went into the house.
"Why did you lock the garage?" I asked him.
He replied with, "... Because I was waiting for your brother to get home."
So I said, "First of all, in addition to being my brother, he is also your son so don't put all of the responsibity of him on me.. but let's not focus on that right now. You locked the garage because you are waiting for him to get home? Does that make sense?"
My tata nodded.
Doesn't make ANY sense to me, but okay. I wonder what to have for dinner...
NIIIKOOOOLLAAAAA
P.S. Blake Lewis's new record is brilliant. "The Remedy" is on repeat. Ch-ch-check it out. (How do you like that for beatboxing, Blake?!)
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