Here's what I picked up on yesterday. (This is nearly verbatim, because I started typing it soon after I started chuckling at it.)
Dad: Did you do some ass-whuppin' today? You said you were gonna whup someone's ass at school.
Sonny: No. Next year.
Sonny: Not until next year.
Dad: Why're you waiting until next year? What if the guy looks like Charles Atlas by then? He could pop your head like a zit.
Sonny: Nah, he's twink.
Dad: You're a twink yourself. Besides, if you get into some shit in school, I'm gonna whup your ass.
Sonny: Yeah, sure.
[By then, my curiosity was getting the better of me. So of course I had to amble into the living room and butt in.]
Me to Sonny: Why are you waiting so long to kick somebody's ass?
Sonny: Cuz he's going to Nekoosa this year but he should be back next year.
Dad, referring to Sonny and grinning: That way he can let his can of whup-ass sit on the shelf and ferment. It'll be even stronger when he opens it.Oy vey.