Me: I like you.
Cody: I love you.
Me: I love us.
Cody: Me too. …. We should be rappers.
Me: What it is.
Cody: On the one, nine.
Me: No, that’s nothing. On the one, nine? Do you mean “on the L?”
Cody: What? No. I keep telling you that you make no sense, but you don’t believe me… You make no sense!
Me: What does that mean, then? “On the one, nine?” I’ve never heard 2Pac reference the one nine. You mean “breaker breaker one nine?” because that’s completely different.
Cody: Are we fighting?
Me: I think so. You’d be a horrible gangster rap partner.
Cody: I’ll work on it!
Me: Please do. And stop trying until you’ve perfected it.
Cody: Okay.
Just a typical night at WalMart.