Me: Nah. All we have to do is make it to my sister’s (because they live in Mississippi… and naturally own a small arsenal).
Jon: Yeah, but do you know how hard it would be to walk to Mississippi.
Me: We have two cars.
Me: Really? An LTD? You wouldn’t buy a truck?
Jon: Hmmm. Well, maybe… but the problem with a truck is that until the Apocalypse happens, everyone will want me to help them move.
And now you know what we talk about as we’re falling asleep. Sometimes I just shouldn’t ask.