Scene: The dining room. My good friend Dave is visiting.
He is Grant’s Godfather and in that role, he is subjected to endless stories, games and all around squirrely-ness. After one long winded story about the Lego ship he built, Grant said the ship crashed into a volcano.
Dave: “Crashed into a volcano? Bummer. OK, The End.”
Grant: “Nope! They fly out again.”
Dave: (probably a tad disappointed the story wasn’t over) “A ship can’t fly out of a volcano. It would burn up.”
Grant: “My ships can.”
I’ve been listening in.
Me: “Grant, I think you’re full of baloney.”
He turns to look at me. “What?!”
Me: “You heard me… I think you’re full of baloney. If we opened you up we’d see nothing but baloney.”
Grant: “Nu-uh! If you opened me up you’d see muscles and bones and blood…”
Mitch, who has been sitting and listening, walks out of the room with this parting shot:
“What did you think bologna is made of…?”
Keetha Broyles says
These Grant stories are absolutely the BEST.
SueAnn Lommler says
Ha!! But is that ever true…but I still love me a fresh bologna sandwich!!