"Oh?" he said, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, we got the bike in the trailer, and the trailer hooked up to the RV, but when we went to hook up the trailer brake lights, there was sort of a problem. See, the end coming off the RV is a square-shaped thing, and the end coming off the trailer is a round-shaped thing. And this would be okay, because we have an adapter, but unfortunately the adapter and the ends of both connectors are female. So, the guys are out there now with screwdrivers, WD-40, and a wiring diagram."
Dad gazed at me for a moment in silence. "I'll leave the lights on for you," he said.
"Thanks, Dad." I turned to leave.
"Oh, hey," he stopped me, "Did you know they have this thing called 'tofurkey?'"
"Yeah, sure, they've had that for awhile," I replied.
"It's like turkey they make out of tofu!" he continued. "They make tofu into something that looks and tastes like turkey!"
"Yeah, yeah, tofurkey. You'd never heard of it?"
Dad shook his head. "No, I just heard of it today," he said, "and it kind of got me thinking: what are they going to call it when they make tofu into chuck roast?"
I don't think I've laughed so hard in a long time.
