My brother: Four helicopters flew over our house again — the usual.
Me: Black?
Him: Olive.
Me: Black olives!
Him: Pizza.
Me: Deep dish?
Him: Grilled cheese actually. With tomato soup.
Me: Ha! That’s what we had for lunch. No olives.
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Me: Our furnace is on the blink. Blower kaput. Lucky we got good insulation on this house.
Him: Non!
Me: Oui!
Him: How cold there? 7 degrees here.
Me: Low of 20 at night. Only 40s tonite, though.
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Me: The blower is covered by the warranty.
Him: Oh good.
Me: Three year old unit.
Him: Nice. Will repair guys come tomorrow?
Me: Maybe. Depends on availability of a Lennox part.
Him: What color?
Me: Olive.
Him: Black?