laughing at the mental image of your dad buying a pineapple and can, going to work, carefully de-corking a pineapple, inserting the can, getting some glue, gluing the pineapple back together

and somewhere along the line a coworker goes in and asks: "what're you doing, bob?"
and your dad says "fucking with my kid"
and the coworker says "nice" and walks away