K: Graham, do you know what I found on my front door this morning?
G: Yeah. (Meaning he wants to know.)
K: Can you guess?
G: Umm...no.
K: There was a big, green grasshopper on my door.
G: Why?
K: I don't know, Graham. I guess he was trying to get inside my house.
G: Plobly he was sitting on the couch waiting to meet someone.
K: (Laughing quite heartily...) You think he was sitting on the couch? Who do you think he was waiting for?
G: Umm...I don't know. Maybe Aunt Janet. (This was the first time I'd heard this name.)
K: Oh, Who is Aunt Janet and why was the grasshopper sitting on my couch, waiting for her?
G: Umm..plobly because the ants are hungry. The ants are very, very tiny and they want some cake to eat. And some tretzels (pretzels).
I mean, really, the conversation continued for another 5 minutes in this very weird direction. And as much as I tried to make sense out of what he was saying and even get him to think in reality, he kept coming up with the most random stuff. What an imagination!

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