Grandma: Yahtzee.
Daughter: Mom, there's something wrong with nana and papa.
Mom: They're just OLD.
Mom: Those aren't your grandparents.
Grandma: Would you mind getting inside the oven to clean it?
Conductor: You a film prodigy? You know, I used to be a pretty good actor.
Daughter: Oh, my camera light's blinking.
Conductor: I am disgraced, impeached and baffled here.
Daughter: Battery pack is low.
Conductor: Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear.
Daughter: Oh, oh, unfortunately, I'm just going to have to shut the camera off.
Grandma: I'm gonna get you.




