She: I think global warming IS happening. And i have a solution: flaming bags of poo.
Me: I love you
She: I tolerate you.
Her brother: face it Katie, you're a terrible cook.
She: I'll poison your food.
Me: that wouldn't help your case.
She: I voted for the green party - but I like blue better. (?????) (No, she didn't vote for the Green Party)
Me: you know, sometimes you have no sense of irony.
She: you know what would be ironic? If you died while screaming "let me live."
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