My parents can be a comedy act. My dad is the wiseass and my mom is usually the straight man.
Mom: What other types of lettuce is there? I don't like this kind.
Mom: Yeah. What other kinds of lettuce is there?
Dad: Well, there's "lettuce" eat, "lettuce" pray....
Mom: You're a big help.
My parents are in total agreement that mustard has no place on a hamburger. "Mustard only goes on hot dogs. I don't know who decided that mustard can go on a hamburger. It's wrong."
Tee hee. I had no idea. It's fun dealing with another generation.
Dad: Does standing water ever get tired and sit down?