So apparently the alphabet game has a new twist added to it when you are 90 years old, and partially senile. It goes like this. My sister writes down each letter of the alphabet on a notebook sheet of paper, and, in an attempt to help occupy our dad during his most recent recovery time in the hospital, says, "Name a food that starts with each letter of the alphabet." Blank look from dad. "Like, this, " she says, "A. Apple. Your turn. Name a food that starts with B."
Sister, laughing, "No dad, that starts with S. You need to use a B word."
Good thing we didn't state the category as "Curse Words."