Tina told her we had a new Donkey and if you talk to him, he talks back. I made the HeeHaw sound. The son, a quiet kid who rarely says much, grinned shyly. I said, "Remind you of your friends at school?"
I told him that when I went to school in the 70s, we had "Hippies" who barely talked as well. Their brains were "Fried." I knew one kid who only said one word for the entire time I went to school with him... it served every purpose. "Dude." Think Fast Times at Ridgemont High.
If I said, "Went to Virginia Beach this weekend and the Babes were smokin hot."
He'd say, "Duuuuuuuuude" with a big grin on his face.
If I said, "Mike, how'd you do on the test?"
He'd look down and mumble, "dude," then shake his head and walk away.
Here comes the sad part....
The Teacher's Son looks at me and said, "About half the kids at my school Vape so much that when you talk to them and they try to answer all you get is a fist in front of their mouth and a series of coughs..." He demonstrated... "Their lungs are toast and they haven't even graduated."

