Wicked

Dad: What are you doing?

Me: Making a list of things I need to pack for my vacation.

Dad: Write me on that list. You can bring me with.

Me: You can come if you want.

Dad: No... this is your vacation, you need to take a vacation by yourself, so this summer when we drive to Montana and your brothers and mother are annoying you, I can say, you already got a vacation. I only get one vacation and am lucky I get that. Do you know why?

Me: Why?

Dad: No rest for the wicked!!