interrupted by a cat

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Dad: Well, I just had a corn on the cob and a big hamburger and boy was it good. ((Or something like that -- I wasn't really paying that much attention at the start of this.))

Me: Yeah.

Dad: I don't get to do that all the time you know.

Me: Mmmhmm. ... You know what? I also had a corn on the cob and a hamburger, and now I'm going to top it off with some ice cream.

Dad: Ice cream? Because you're still hungry, or because it sounds good?

Me: Because it sounds good.

Dad: *makes breathless oinking noises*

Me: That doesn't sound good.

Dad: Your ice cream just doesn't know how to squeak right.

Me: ... no, my ice cream sounds like *sings* Some enchanted evening...

Dad: Your ice cream sings baritone, then.

Me: Or tries to.


Also, apparently a rack of silly is like a rack of lamb, only not cooked quite so well.