Don't insult the man's driving...

Me:  I told my grandparents I would bring Beckham to see them around his birthday instead of them coming to the party. I don't want them driving in Dallas. 

Curtis:  Do you want me to go get them and bring them up?

Me:  I don't think your driving is much better than theirs. 

Curtis: You're just insulting!

Me:  Do you or do you not blow through the stop signs around Mineola like they're optional?

**click**

Me:  Hello?

Sandwiches

Curtis:  I slept sort of fitfully last night...not real good.  I think I ate too much.

Me:  What did you eat?

Curtis:  Remember I told you - Subway, but not Subway - that sandwich place on the loop. 

Me: Oh that's right - Subway, not Subway.  I remember now.

Curtis:  I still got a whole half of that foot-long left.  Now I don't know if I'm gonna eat dinner tonight or not.

Me:  Keep it light maybe?

Curtis:  I guess if I get hungry later I'll go in there and make me a sandwich.

Me:  ........uh, why would you make a sandwich when you have a sandwich left over?

Curtis:  Its too big!

Me:  Well just cut it in half.

Curtis:  Hm....That's a good idea.

Me:  I thought you were a pretty good problem solver, Dad.

Curtis:  He he he...Well I am when I'm not tired.