My siblings meet a group of friends in town once a week for outdoor games in wind, rain or shine. And the whole group is a collection of a lot of characters that love to exhibit their quick wit with good natured teasing.
They usually are very clever and entertaining, but every once in a while they outdo themselves. I didn’t go yesterday, but this story was relayed back to me:
They were discussing the weather. (Reminder: we live in the mountains.)
Brother #4: It’s snowing at our house.
D.C.: Really? How far down?
Brother #4: All the way to the ground. (I bet there was sly smile after that one.)