A conversation in reference to staying out late:

K: Anything after 2 a.m. I turn into a pumpkin. 
B: What? 
K: Cinderella. 
B: She turned into a pumpkin? 
K: No, the carriage did. It's a saying. 
B: Oh, so she just turned into an ugly chick?
K: No, she turned back into a poor chick, she wasn't ugly. 
B: Poor, ugly, same thing.

Also guys, he's catching on. He walked in the other day and said, "OK, I'm about to say something but this better not end up a Bradversation." I agreed. So you're not going to be able to read it, but you would have loved it.