Today I drove to my parents' house for the holiday weekend. We got a later start than we wanted, so I ended up stopping at a Wendy's about an hour away from there to feed my kids. Once we got back in the car and headed a few miles down the road I had the following conversation with my daughter:
Tortellini: It's good that we're not eating chicken tomorrow.
Me: Why's that?
Tortellini: Because it makes me sick.
Me: If that's the case, then why did you just order a chicken sandwich? Retard!
Tortellini: Um, because it looked good?