I woke up this morning from a horrifying dream of my mom passing on hair lice to me. *shudder* They were white and gross.
We went to Carl's Jr for lunch before Shelby's b-ball game. While we were eating at Carl's Junior's restuarant, Shelby told me a funny story.

My dad had went into the same Carl's Jr to buy lunch. He placed his order and as always, requested a receipt. (He believes that if we ever died from their food, we'd have the receipt to prove that we ate there. Go figure.) He realized that the total was cheaper than he had expected. He took a look at the receipt. Below the total, was a 10% discount. To the left of the 10%, it said "Senior Discount."

My dad looks like a senior citizen!