Mom: So I was talking to our neighbors some today…
Me: Yeah? You guys going to be BFFs?
Mom: I don’t know about all that. She has a really nifty cat. I told your dad…you know how he keeps talking about getting a cat…that when we’re ready to get his stinking cat it should be this kind of cat.
Me: What kind of cat is it?
Mom: Damn it! I KNEW you were going to ask me that! I started this conversation and as soon as I said “cat” I said to myself, “Well she’s going to ask what kind of cat it is and I have no idea!”
