Your dad knows the dean? What a coincidence. My dad IS the dean. Stop slouching, son.
Really? She's my wife. What was your name again?
For the win.
Yeah, that's good.
Indeed. All the more so because one can imagine a number of possible back stories, from the mundane to the scandalous.
That was supposed to be a reply to EC1.
Indeed X 2. Upon reading EC1's comment, this was my thought:Your dad knows the dean? My wife? Now that you mention it, you're the spitting image of the asshole she dumped not long before we started dating, thirty-five years ago. The apple didn't fall so far from the tree, did it?