On the phone with my grandfather.
K: You bought me lunch today.
Dad-dad: That was nice of me.
K: I thought so. So I decided to call so we could have lunch together.
DD: Good idea. What did I get you?
K: Smoked turkey and cheddar on wheat with horseradish.
DD: Wow. Sounds good. Smoked turkey?
DD: They say that isn't good for your lungs.
K: It's OK. I have a patch.
DD: (chuckling) Of course you do.
K: Actually, it's mesquite turkey.
DD: Mosquito turkey?
K: (pause) Yeah. They put mosquitoes all over the turkey.
DD: Bet they suck all the blood from it.
K: Yep. Gets them all nice and plump. Those mosquitoes are a meal in themselves.
DD: (pause) This is a very intelligent phone conversation were having.
K and DD laughing.
DD: We're having Chicken Marsala for dinner.
K: That's good.
DD: Not really.
K: Oh. Sorry. Do they at least defeather it first?
DD: Not usually. But at least it's not a muted turkey.
DD: No drumsticks.
K: You're right; this is an intelligent conversation we're having.
DD: Told ya.
K: Well, enjoy the Chicken Marsala. Try not to choke on the feathers.
DD: OK. You try not to do 70 on the on ramps.
K: Where's the fun in that?