As I left for work this morning, I said to my dad I'd both go to and return from work on the power of my own two legs, provided that it wouldn't rain. My dad replied that it wasn't going to rain today. Now my Dad claims his misprediction is the result of his guzzling dry ice-filled water the night before.
I'm not buying it.
In any case, during the period of time I was running home it rained probably 95% of that period. Upon my soggy return home, the rain stopped.
My dad recieved a resounding, "YOU!" when he returned home having failed to find me out in the rain. Apparently he left right before I got home.
Oh well.
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