To Err is Human to Forgive is Dad

Me: I'll only miss FOUR games out of FOURTY man.
Dad: That's 10 percent!!
Me: Psh on 10%
Dad: Its half of 20.
Me: And a fifth of 50. I don't even look at merchandise if the sale is only 10% off. Its inconsequential.
Dad: Hmmm ten percent of 156,000 is a new car.
Me: Alas, I'm not a bigshot agent so we're not talking about a ten percent that could actually make a positive life difference. In fact, it would be a detrimental impact far greater than 10%.
Dad: Of your tuituion silly.
Me: Yea, well I still think the harm and personal anguish are far greater than any possible benefit to be derived.
Dad: I have forgotton what this is about.
Me: LOL. Ah, well, suffice it to say I'm right.
Dad: You are a legend in your own mind.
Me: No no, thats where you've gone astray from actuality again. I am a legend. Period. It is fact, not self-indulged myth.
Dad: Fact. False aspirations coming true.
Me: Do tell, how can aspirations be false?
Dad: When dreaming.
Me: Oh no, then is when they are the most genuine.
Dad: To err is human to forgive is dad.
Me: Okay okay old man :)
Dad: Remember your now more than ten percent of my age, more like fifty-seven percent! Now see how good ten percent can be???
Me: 10% is not inherently bad. No, I'll agree to that.
Dad: Would you pick up a dime? I do all the time.
Me: No, why would I? I just walk on by.
Dad: I didn't know I had a wealthy daughter watch your dimes and the dollars often take care of themselves.
Me: I watch my dollars so the quarters look after those pesky dimes. Its call delegating.
Dad: Touchette. Did you schedule your check up? See what I did there???
Me: Uhh no to both.
Dad: Touchette...that cat hair must be cloggin your brain think about it in response to your money anwser.
Me: Its true. My system is shutting down for maintence in the form of a nap.
Dad: Sweet dreams!
Me: Thanks, I did, literally. I dreamt about cake.
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Afternoon fun with my Dad 1200 miles away.