Small dit that always tickles me.

During summer leave in Wapenveld, I remember my dad having a bri. 

I saw the meat sizzling on the grill and asked my dad what would happen if I were to spit on the grill?

he replied with: "Well, it would hurt your ear."

I asked why. He said: "'cause that's where I'd hit you."

No one had better patter than my dad, with the obvious exception of myself of course.