Primo: We're lucky we don't have dandelions in our yard.
Primo: Look at all the dandelions our neighbors have.
Me: You think it's luck?
Me: You think it's just LUCKY that all the yards around ours are full of dandelions and our only yard HAPPENS NOT TO HAVE ANY DANDELIONS?
Me: No. We are not "lucky" (as I do that air quotey thing). We are "hard worky." I have been pulling dandelions for weeks now.
Primo: You have?
Me: You haven't noticed?
Me: Well, I have.
Primo: You get the roots and everything?
Me: Yes! When I was a kid, my dad paid me half a penny for every dandelion I pulled from the yard, but it had to have the root attached.
Primo: That's not a lot of money.
Me: It was to me, rich kid whose mom made his bed.