It's his birthday and he'll do what he wants to...

Today (well, I guess if you want to get technical since it's 12 then yestreday) is Pat's Birthday and he turned 22. I've been giving him crap for it all day, but he's being a really good sport about it. I know 22 really isn't that old... but here I am trying to break 20 and there Pat is drinking more legally than he did the year before. Anyway here are a few passages from our conversations throughout the day that I thought were hilarious:

Pat: lay off, mary!
Pat: come on. give me a break
Me: ha ha that's right... you're old now... i guess i'll just let it slide
Pat: seriously
Pat: you have to.
Pat: you, being the younger generation, are responsible for taking care of us old people...
Pat: your elders, if you will.
Me: okay i've let it slide... you don't have to get all worked up anymore... i don't want you to go into cardiac arrest or anything...

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Me: hey gramps, are you capable of dancing anymore?
Pat: barely

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Pat: any of the stuff im playing okay?
Pat: what do we think? im so old im out of touch with the youth and what music is "hip"
Me: well i mean you're like one of those cool grandpas
Me: you know the kind that doesn't wet his pants as much as the other grandpas
Me: who can walk without a walker
Me: doesn't have voice modulation disorder..
Me: you're the grandpa who has a pretty sweet basement... with record players and sweet records that he makes his grandkids listen to so they don't become d-bags
Me: and instead of dentures you have a grill like nelly... and your name is spelled out in neon diamonds on it
Pat: hahaha
Pat: im going to get one