Me:
“I don’t know. Maybe he moo-ved on.”
Troy:
[with zero appreciation for my dad joke] “Maybe. I think he was scared.”
Me:
“Of what?”
Troy:
“The trolls.”
Me:
“So, he got in his car and co-moo-ted somewhere else?”
Troy:
[still not willing to give me my creative due] “Yeah, probably.”
Me:
“What kind of car do you think he drives?”
Troy:
“I don’t know.”
Me:
“I think it was a moo-stang.”
[only the sound of the crickets chirping]
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