Here's one Tam at View From the Porch should appreciate:
I had a great conversation on the phone with my dad tonight (actually it's always hilarious when we talk). He told me a relative (by marriage, thank goodness) told him about the golden days of adolescent hijinks when life on the farm got a little too boring. He and his brothers picked the lead out of .22 shells, tamped in a tootsie roll over the powder and shot each other with the dentally challenging chocolatey treats. They ended up at a doctor's office having a professional extract a deeply embedded tootsie roll from one of their unfortunate asses. True story from the Ozarks.
So, we kept talking, and the convo turned to movies. Dad asked if I'd seen "Walk the Line" and I said yeah, I saw it on cable. He said he went with mom to see it and she said that was more than she ever really wanted to know about Johnny Cash, and we laughed.
ME: Even though Reese Witherspoon is a bit rat-faced, she's still really cute.
DAD: The one that played June Carter? I guess she is sorta cute.
ME: I have a hard time reconciling her with playing June, who I always thought was rather homely. Did you think June Carter was unattractive?
DAD: Shoot, she looked like a hammered turd.
Nope. No one spins a bon mot* like my pop.
*well-chosen word(s), particularly a witty remark