In response to me asking Ruby to come down for the weekend, she replied by saying that I needed a private jet and that my dad should pilot it. I laughed. My dad would say that I didn’t need a jet. “Lizzie is your best friend (this is always a statement, by the way). You don’t need any other friends.” Just like we didn’t need any gum.
Young Jessie and Lizzie: Hey dad, can we have a dime for the gum machine?
Dad: You don’t need any gum.
Young Jessie and Lizzie: —-
Me (returned from the future): We didn’t ask if we needed any gum, we asked for twenty friking cents!
I do believe that was the same line he gave me about the Toyota Tercel (“You don’t need a car, you don’t even have a job…”) and getting my private pilot’s license (“You don’t need a license, you can’t even afford the gas…”)
My dad is hilarious when he’s not denying you something you don’t need.