Sebastian is our thirteen-year-old son and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.
Nathan recently concluded his first year at college and before I left to pick him up, I joked that we should charge him for staying with us over the summer.
Sebastian: “Yeah! $150 a night and I get 25%.”
Me: “OK, what’s 25% of $150 then?”
Seba: “Ummm…”
Me: “That’s what I thought.”
Seba: “Let’s charge him $100 a night!”
the drunken cyclist 