Clueless

I still remember when mum and dad tried to coax me (indirectly) into considering xxx from church back home. How "nice" of them. Seems like history is repeating itself again.

Dad: So what did you have for dinner?
Me: bla bla bla... and lamb chop.
Dad: What? XXX?
Me: Huh? What are you trying to say?
Dad: XXX sounds like lamb chop ma... *snicker/hinting*
Me: (三条线...)

It's pretty obvious to who dad's referring to if you go to SFEC. I seriously have no idea why they like him so much.