Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
Grandboy: GRANDPA
Me: Hey why the shouting?
Grandboy: Get that fly, grandpa.
(The “mosquito” from earlier was actually a fly)
Me: He’s not hurting you, leave him be.
Grandboy: Nooooo he’s bothering me.
Me: Is he bugging you?
Grandboy (looks sideways at me)
Me: He’s BUGGING you.
Grandboy (no change in expression)
Me: He’s BUGGING you because he’s a FLY.
Grandboy (no change in expression)
Me: And you should leave him BEE????
Grandboy: ALL RIGHT GRANDPA JUST GET HIM ALREADY OK?!?!?