Just updated the music player with some new favorites which are all Rock Band songs. My latest Rock Band endeavor has been to play Yeah Yeah Yeah's song "Date With the Night" on expert drums, and then laugh hysterically when I get booed off a minute into it in the midst of an uncontrolled flailing of limbs.

But...this post isn't about rock band. It's about my parents and the amazing things they say. Whenever I visit I turn into the teenage smartass that I once was (I'm not a 30 year old smartass). I feel a little bad about it but sometimes it's just so hard to resist...

Mom: This is a cucumber I grew. It's for making pickles.
Me: So you're going to make a pickle?
Mom: No, I'm going to eat it.

Dad: You have the fastest 3 legged cat I've ever seen.
Me: Have you seen any other 3 legged cats?
Dad: No.

I kept my mouth shut for this one:

Mom: How many do you need for HOV?
Dad: Three.
Mom: Do dogs count?