Uncle Skip: Elisabeth took us to a great restaurant in Paris. What was the name again?
Me: Les Papilles.
Dad: Papis? Like "grandads"?
Me: No, papilles, as in "tastebuds."
Dad: You mean pa-PEE-YUH.
Me: What do you think I said?
Dad: You said pa-PEE.
Me: Actually? I said, papilles.
Mom: *sliding sharp knives away*
Dad: Do you think you pronounced those L's properly, just now?
Me: I do.
Me: I like how you bit your tongue there, because now I'm disinclined to say all sorts of things.
Dad: Like how maybe if I wanted to correct your French I could have done this when you were a child?
Me: Tu as TOUT compris.
Dad: Tout. OOUU.