Sir Matt: "Did you see that bird at our house this morning."
Sir Matt: Yeah he was stuck in the window sill."
Me: "No I didn't even notice. I'll check to see if he's there when I get home from work."
Sir Matt: "Do you think we can keep him?"
Me: "Yesss! Let's nurse him back to health and make him a McCammon, do you think he would mind an Irish last name?"
Sir Matt: "No. Sweetie, he's just a caged little soul waiting to be set free, I can tell."
Sir Matt: "He's just like me. You know I'm a caged little soul too??"
Me: "Oh is that so. What do you need to be set free."
Sir Matt: "I need to be set free in....in....IN A NUDIST COLONY!"
Sir Matt: "Hey wouldn't that be fun to have a completely nude camp out sometime?"
Me: "I would really like to take a trip inside your mind and see how you get from one thought to the other."
Sir Matt: "Man that would be the best."
Sir Matt: "Anyways make sure our little bird friend is safe when you get home okay."
Me: "You are so weird. K bye."