My Little Eye

"Okay, Adam. I spy with my little eye something... brown."

"Is it your hair?"

"No."

"Is it my hair?"

"No."

"Is it your mom's hair?"

"It's no one's hair! Come on."

"That tree?"

"No."

"That other tree?"

"It's not a tree, Adam."

"I don't no, Bob. What is it?"

"That wall."

"Oh, yeah. That's totally obvious."