Brad: Hey, Wilson.
Wilson: [chanting]
Brad: Hey, Wilson.
Wilson: Oh. I'm sorry, Brad. I was just meditating.
Brad: Aren't you cold out here?
Wilson: Well, when I chant "Om mani pa-toe-me foom" I'm trying to commune with nature. But now that you mention it, I am freezing my pa-toe-mes off.
Brad: Yeah. Living next to my dad, you're lucky your pa-toe-mes are still in one piece.