I do a really great, gravely demonic voice that works wonders around Halloween. Well, one day when I was in high school my parents and I were watching TV. They were on the couch and I was on the floor.

Mom was complaining about something I had done (which were never really big deals anyway and even they admit that now) and claiming that I was pure evil. So, I turned around and said, in my demonic voice, "I am the son of Satan!"

Well, within seconds and without hestitation my father blurted out "Don't call your mother that!"

She started beating him up mercilessly, slapping & punching him.

Of course, I was rolling on the floor and laughing.