I was reading this afternoon, which is always a wonderful thing to do on a Sunday afternoon, when I started getting texts, one right after the other, from my parents. It took me a few moments to realize that Mom must have been upstairs at home and Dad downstairs, but once I did it was humorous to think they were texting me similar things at the same time...
Dad: Pats on here
me to Dad: what channel?
Dad: Den7 ne0
Mom: Your dad is downstairs clapping for the patriots
Dad: Ne7 Den6
me to Mom: Yea, he's texting me scores
me to Mom: yes, you guys are
Mom: at least we aren't arguing
me to Mom: true