Jay: Hey, Gloria, you got any idea how to wrap one of these things?
Gloria: Is that a crossbow?
Jay: Yeah. Am I the greatest grandpa in the world or what?
Gloria: We can't give Luke a crossbow. He pokes himself in the eye every time he uses a straw.
Jay: Are you kidding? I had one when I was his age. My dad used to give me a quarter for every crow I bagged.
Gloria: And I used to have a machete. But times have changed.