You vague lil boy. You.
'Gee Greg. What does he mean? It runs. In the family ?'
'Im not sure Marcia. But. Hey. Let's go downstairs and ask Mom. But let's ask after supper. Because I'm starving.'
'Yeah. Great idea Greg. I have dry mouth. I'm going to have a lot of lemonade too.'
'Heck yeah. and then we can head over to the local record shop and hunt down groovy movie soundtracks!'
Bye.
