"Hey, you could make store-bought sunglasses out of this...." My father, upon realizing that the bag Nilla wafers come in is semitransparent and reflective.
"And they'd be like 'What's wrong with you? What's that you're holding? Are you insane?' and I'd be like 'Yes, yes, and a rusty Japanese sword.'" My sister, discussing a plausible conversation between her friends and herself after relating a story of chasing neighborhood children off the lawn with a family heirloom
