My Grandpa (As we walk into the furniture store): "Excuse me, do you have any croutons?" Salesman: "A what?" My Grandma: "No, no....he means a fruiton!" Salesman: "Ummm..." Me: "We're looking for a futon..." Salesman: "Oh! That's right over here..."
My Grandpa (As we walk into the furniture store): "Excuse me, do you have any croutons?" Salesman: "A what?" My Grandma: "No, no....he means a fruiton!" Salesman: "Ummm..." Me: "We're looking for a futon..." Salesman: "Oh! That's right over here..."