Granddaughter: It’s March 14th grandpa, national “pi” day.
Grandpa: I love pie!
Granddaughter: Not that kind of pie grandpa, I’m talking about a formula!
Grandpa: Back in my day we called it a recipe!
Granddaughter: Graaaand Paaaa, not that, it’s a mathematical formula, you know an equation.
Grandpa: That’s the problem these days, everyone makes things so complicated. In my day we used things like cups, teaspoons and tablespoons. We didn’t need math if we wanted to bake a pie.
Granddaughter: Oh, I see your point! So what would you like, apple or cherry pie?
Grandpa: Finally, a young person who actually understand things.
Grandpa: I can't find the send button on my cell phone.
Granddaughter: I see the problem grandpa, you're using a calculator.
Grandpa: It's always a calculated risk doing things without my reading glasses.
Granddaughter: No wonder things didn't add up.
Grandpa: Very "Punny" young lady, you're as bad as I am!
Granddaughter: And exactly how did you arrive at that equation?
Grandpa: Time for my nap, I rest my case!