Grandpa:”I need “three” prunes!”
Jill:”You’ve been leaving one in the dish every day for the last week. I’m only giving you two.”
Grandpa:”I “NEED” three prunes!
Jill:”Only if you’re going to eat them. I don’t want to have to go to the store any sooner then I have to. I run a tight ship! You were in the Army . . . I mean Navy . . . I mean Air Force! Don’t “mess” with the mess hall!
If you want three prunes, you’d better eat them!”
