Wild Dad

I took my 66-year-old dad to the mall once to get him new shoes. We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenage girl sitting next to him. The girl had spiked hair in all different colors: blue, red, green, and orange.
My dad kept staring at her, and the girl would look at my dad. When she’d had enough of his staring, she sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter, old man? Have you never done anything wild in your life?”
Knowing my dad, I quickly swallowed my food so I wouldn’t choke on his response.
In his classic style, he responded without batting an eyelid: “I got stoned once and had sex with a parrot. I was just wondering if you were my daughter.”