i am at all saints. i just overheard this conversation between two young men:

"knock, knock."

"who's there?"

"not dale earnhardt. (pause) you know, cause he's dead."

"uh-huh."

"did you you know dale earnhardt has a son?"

"yeah."

"what's better than being in the daytona 500?"

"what?"

"having a father."

"man. that's pretty mean."