ME: But y'all don't even do anything around the house in order to get an allowance.
K: WHAT? You mean besides living, breathing and being beautiful young girls?
ME: Let me get this straight: you want me to PAY YOU FOR BREATHING?
K: Why not?
ME: You want me to pay you for sucking up the oxygen in the apartment I pay for? You should be paying ME!!
K: You don't pay for [the oxygen]...it's just there.
ME: So why should I pay you for breathing something that's already there?
K: What? You're not making any sense right now.
ME: I'M NOT MAKING ANY SENSE?!?!?!?!
*smooches...suffering from a wicked headache*
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this is how most of our conversations go. that girl, I swear...