Grandpa: Good job, son.
Kid: Thank ya, pap, let's go get him.
Grandpa: Okay, you stay here I'll be right back.
5 minutes later
Kid: where is he?
Grandpa: Down that hill, let's go drag him out.
Kid: Grandpa, he got antlers but no..... stuff.
Grandpa: I chopped the mountain biscuits off fer ya, didnt want to do that didya?
Kid: Ewww, no way. Thank you, grandpa.
Grandpa: Your welcome, son.