• Me: Weren’t those pork chops great?
  • Bethany: Yeah! They were big and juicy!
  • Me: Dad sure does make a good pork chop.
  • Bethany: Don’t be silly. Dad’s not a pork chop. He’s a human.
  • Me: Well, that’s true. I stand corrected. Do you think I would make a good pork chop?
  • Bethany: Nah! You’d make a better taco.
  • Me: Why is that?
  • Bethany: You’re kinda saucy and cheesy, and you can’t get your act together.

Truer words were never spoken.