Robby is getting sick so I'm making chicken noodle soup. E is sitting at the counter doing his homework and talking to me while I'm cutting up veggies.
Me: You just wait...one day, when you're a young man on your own you're going to get sick and you're going to wish you had some of your T-Monnie's homemade chicken noodle soup.
Me: Yup...and if your girlfriend is smart, she's going to call and ask for the recipe. She'll be all like...ring, ring, is this T-Monnie? And I'll be like...um...yes...and who is this. And she'll be like...I'm Elijah's girlfriend and he's sick so I wanted to get your recipe for chicken noodle soup.
E: If she's my girlfriend she'll know all I'll probably want is a ham and cheese Hot Pocket.