So I'm walking through the grocery store with my mom.
She's looking through the huge pile of sweet potatoes. She asks me if I can find a small one. So I do.
She says she loves them. I say I really can't stand them. She says she doesn't understand that.
I say, "Well, I yam what I yam."
[sound of crickets]
"Wow," I say, "Nothing? This is a tough room."
And then she gets it. And groans.
Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week.