"Okay son, what's yer question?" "What do you buy a woman to get back on her good side when you've made her really, really angry? Cake? Fudge?" The wrinkles on the old man's face scrunched together as he frowned. "How angry did you make her boy?" "She set my car on fire." The old man blinked and then began to laugh. He laughed so hard that he began to hack and wheeze.
