My Christmas Vacation, Nutshell-Style

So on Christmas Day, Grandma Mavis makes a particularly humorous comment, as is her wont. In response, Ian, who has decided to drape his elongated frame across the entirety of the living room couch, declares, "Grandma is sharp as a tack."

I, in turn, offer, "You're sharp as a tack," because this is the sort of thing that has passed for funny all weekend with the fam.

Ian retorts, "You're a tack," because this is also the sort of thing that has passed for funny all weekend with the fam.

At this, I holler, "ATTACK!" and promptly attempt to force the air out of Ian's lungs by leaping kneecap-first onto his ribcage.

Ian, using his limited oxygen supply for laughter, states, "You crushed my sternum with your knees!" Ah, yes, the holiday hijinks that go on in Sleepy Eye...