Conversation With My Youngest Brother

"Hey Chris, I was looking at cars again today."

"You're ten years old, you're not getting a car."

"I know, I know. But..."

"When you get your license I'll get you a used car, or better you can just take one of the old busses."

"I can get an old bus?"

"Yeah, in eight years, if I'm still alive and own the bus company you can have an old bus."

"If you're dead I get all your stuff anyway."

"You never know, eight years from now I might have kids of my own."

"No, no you won't."

"Yeah well, Tim might have kids."

"Tim might have kids now."

"Ha, yeah, you see a little kid his mom's calling him Tim Jr. He's got big ears, thick glasses..."

"...and a bottle in his hand."

"Wow..."

"What?"

"I'm so proud of you right now."