Dave:
You know, that son of yours just cursed at me.
Vicky:
Wow, you actually stopped yelling at Larry long enough for him to swear at you?
Dave:
Hey, you know, when I was a kid, I never would have talked to my father that way. I did it behind his back as a sign of respect.
Vicky:
Well, what did you do to him?
Dave:
What's that supposed to mean?
Vicky:
Well, just that he's a pretty sweet-natured kid. You must have done something to piss him off. Come on, Dave, can't you just try to get along?
Dave:
For your information, Vicky, I was trying. I sat down with him to watch TV, we talked about "The Lord of the Rings" which he loves so much, and then, out of nowhere, he opens his big mouth and curses at me. I mean, what kind of **** is that?
