He was talking to his grandfather and they were both huge hunters.
A conversation arose about ticks, and how they would always affect the game they caught, how they were "fuckin' blood sacs of the devil".
A light turns on and my dad turns around abruptly and sees his mother standing there in a white gown.
"Who and what the fuck are you talking about"?
"Geandfather! Talkin' about ticks!
Tick talk!"
My grandmother shakes her head and with a blank expression says
"Carl that a fucking clock."
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