Me: I’m going trick or treating with the kids, so I dressed up like the Wicked Witch of the East.
Paps: Well, you certainly have the nose for it!
Yeah, way to nurture your daughter’s self-esteem there, sir. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to hit up Burqa Mart.
P.S. — Paps, who do you think I inherited my nose from? Nope. Not Mom. Yuk it up, dude. You’re the one who’ll be paying for my rhinoplasty.