Dad Is Running A-Monk

(For the past few years my Dad has been collecting Buddha statues. One day he comes home with a new one he’d had made with the face in his own likeness.)

Brother: “Oh my God! Is that your face?”

Me: “That is both creepy and amazing at the same time!”

Dad: “Yes it is, isn’t it? There is not another like it in the whole wide world.”

Sister: “It’s a Daddha!”