C-man: Did she do it in February? That would have been good, because February is a short month.
Me: C-man, Go ask Rusty if he wants pizza or short ribs for dinner.
C-man: Uncle Rusty, What kind of pizza do you want?
C-man: I'm going to be sick from school tomorrow.
Me: But you're perfectly fine now. How do you know you're going to be sick?
C-man: Because I'm already sick of Joseph talking about his baseball team beating us.