[Well Mart, have your not! dad just chillin' on the porch with a beer in his hand. Yes, he starts early. And he doesn't work till later. He quirks an eyebrow at his new not!son]

I think that little diner place with the girls on the little roll-y things is good for a bunch of burgers.

[brief pause]

You don't look like the kid that was in those things yesterday.