A family was having grandma over for Sunday afternoon dinner. As she walked in through the front door, she greeted her 5-year old grandson, "Good afternoon! What are we having for dinner?" "Buzzard," he answered. "Buzzard?!" she replied. "What makes you think we're having buzzard for dinner?" Quick as a flash, he answered, "I heard daddy tell mommy this morning, 'It looks like we're having that ol' buzzard for dinner this afternoon.'"