My grandson, Ethan, has a birthday coming up in a couple of weeks. My dear, sweet asked him what kind of meal she could make for him to celebrate his big day.
Ethan: "Chick-fil-a!"
Sherri: "No, something I can make for you."
Ethan: "Pizza!"
Sherri: "Oh, you like the pizza I make?"
Ethan: "Oh, no!"
After several more minutes of negotiation, they agreed upon hot dogs.
