On a path

I had to call my dad once and let him know we'd be leaving to visit him a few hours later than originally thought, due to me being temporarily down with ovulation cramps. He asked what that meant; I said that I was having terrible abdominal pains and was often rushing to the bathroom, but that it would pass shortly and then we could get on the road. My dad was silent for a moment, then, in all seriousness, said, "That happened to me the other day. Maybe I was having ovulation." I very politely let him know that in order to suffer from ovulation pains, one must possess ovaries. To his credit, he burst out laughing at what an idiot he was.