The Mighty Dodge Ram

Our whole family was at the lovely zoo otherwise known as Costco one lovely Sunday afternoon.  My husband drove because the five of us fit so much more nicely into his beast of a truck.  Dan drives a dodge ram. Dan is proud of his truck and will randomly add some awesome feature to it as he sees fit.  At times he also feels the need to add some of this awesomeness to my car.  I drive a jeep patriot, it is a mom car, there is not a lot that can be done to this car to make it cool.

Anyways, we are in the Costco parking lot looking for a parking spot when Sydney pipes in.

"Wook Dan, there is a truck just wike yours.  It's a Goat."

I look at him with a puzzled expression.  "Whaddayoumean Syd?"

"It's the same kind of truck like Dan's.  You know, it has the picture on the back of truck of the Biwwy Goat with the horns."

"The Billy Goat?  Ohhhhhhh the Billy Goat, yeah you're right.  But, that's called a Ram."

"What's a Ram?"

"It's a sheep."

"It wooks wike a goat."

"Dan"  I say "How do you feel about driving a Billy Goat."