Picks up my Kershaw Chill, and the conversation ensues:
He says "You should give this one to me"
I said "You already have a Kershaw"
He says "So?"
I say (in typical parent fashion) "You don't need two Kershaw's"
He says "Why not?"
I said "Who needs more than one knife?"
When he stopped laughing, he spent the next few minutes counting just the knives I have laying on my work bench, while emphasizing the duplicates.
Smartass