My sister: Is that like a movie?
Me, fully confident: It's like a stage movie
My sister: .....
Me: .......
My sister: .....
Me, less confident: A stage movie?
My sister: ....
Me: ... A SHOW. A THEATRE SHOW.
Me, reading the joke on a popsicle stick: Why did the cat want to become a nurse?
Austin, immediately: Because, he was tired of all the meow-practice!
Me: ... No, but your punchline is better.
My emotional state DIRECTLY correlates with the type of cereal I want.
If I'm eating Frosted Flakes everything is okay, but if we're breaking out the Reese's Puffs.... It's a cry for help honestly.