Garren: WHOA...this thing is saltier than the ocean. (He made his oatmeal himself.)

Ryker: Hey Garren, you’re old enough to start making bad choices like dad. (Garth was joking about starting smoking because of his wheezing in the morning.)

Ryker: Why are there still birds out there? Shouldn’t they be on vacation? (There was a large flock of wild birds at our bird feeder during a snow storm. He meant migration.)