Call from Josh

J: Hey, I just wanted to call you, because I had this idea and I didn't want to forget it.
E: Okay?
J: So, I was just thinking this would be a cool name for like, a band, or maybe on a t-shirt. The first word is Chris, you know like the name?
E: Yeah?
J: And the second word, like the last name, is Traper. You get it? Christ raper?
E: Wow, yeah. I get it. So you just called to tell me that?
J: Yeah, that's all. I just thought it was funny.

Call from Dad

Dad: Hey. Sup. (He's been saying sup for several years now, along with "Ya just chillin' with yer homie?")
Me: Not... a lot... supwitchoo?
Dad: Oh. Nothin'. I was just at the Thrift Town...
Me: Oh? What did you see at the Thrift Town?
Dad: Well... I found this uniform... kind of like, some kind of military uniform?
Me: Oh... kay...?
Dad: It's like, kinda long, dark, with gold buttons, not sure what kind of military.
Me: Hm, sounds like Navy.
Dad: Navy? Why would it be Navy? Well, I guess it could, maybe you're right.
Me: So anyway...?
Dad: Welp. Anyway, it looked really cool, you know, the jacket with the pants. I was just thinking it might be a good thing for Josh.
Me: How do you figure?
Dad: Oh, I dunno, just like, a cool thing maybe I could get him for Christmas, nothing special.
Me: Aha. Well. What size is it?
Dad: Oh, I dunno, like 40 or something. What size is he?
Me: About a 38.
Dad: Naaaah, no way. He's not a 38- pssh, maybe when he was 16!
Me: Just bought him a coat, Dad. 38 is perfect.
Dad: Well, just thought you might wanna check it out.
Me: Me? I see. Well then. Thanks... for that. Sounds good. Good idea. Good night.