Conversation

A friend of mine from England was recently visiting "on holiday" in Florida. His name is Dickon. (I swear, that's his name.) Here's our conversation:

"Hey Dickon, how's Florida?"

"There are these dead animals all over the road."

"Well, what are they?"

"I don't know what you call them, but they're the ones with the big fluffy tails that sit on top of Davy Crockett's hat."

"Oh, those are raccoons."

"Well, they're all dead!"