First, for those who haven't read about him yet, a briefdadhistory.
I love my dad, he's a total goofball.
Anyway, last night, I bought some portabella mushrooms stuffed with cheese and bacon which I left in the refrigerator. When I got home from work this evening, I found a little sticky from Dad on my mushrooms. He wrote:
"V- Can I have your stuffed potatoes? Y (with a little check box next to it) N (also )with a little check box) Why not? -D"
I left him a note in return:
"D- If you can find my stuffed potatoes, you can have them. -V"
Silly Daddy, doesn't he know mushrooms are for Vickis?