Dad was telling me a story about this girl on the freeway today. How she was behind him in the fast lane and she started texting. Then this...
Dad - She swerved all the way out of our lane into the SUV lane, or the SVU lane, what is it called?
Me - The HOV lane. (I'm laughing pretty hard by now.)
Dad - (recovering) When I drive in it, it is the SUV lane because I drive a SUV. Get it?
Me - Maybe it should be called the STFU lane then.
Both my parents look at me like I'm talking in Klingon.
They both ask what it means. I explain.
My Dad does the most wonderful belly laugh.