Mom, where are you going tonight?
To a restaurant downtown.
Where do you think I should go, Boo?
Mom, I told you, we have to a-gree, not un-gree.
Mom, I love you. I love you to the lamp, and then to space, and then back to the
floor. But I love sissy to space, then to the lamp, then to the bed. So I love her
more, you know.
Mom, remember when you crashed into that car?
Yes, Boo, I remember.
You need to watch where you are going.