My dad's a bit... weird. I was talking to him in the lounge and suddenly he said, "it's strange, I'm here talking to you, and you're in there." He pointed towards my room. Huh?
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are. You're on your computer screen."
So we both trundled into my room, and there was Paul Gross staring out at us looking all sweet and Bentonish and generally adorable.
So dad said, "Oh. It looked like you from a distance. Now I know why you like him so much."
For your reference, here's me
And here's my desktop.
Yes. I think he's insane too.