I drank too much last night and am seriously regretting it today.
However, this conversation with my mom just wins:
Mommy:
your new petK: Oh God, they're so cute. I almost feel bad about wanting little Yoko dead.
Me: Now you know how I feel. I just want to set the little bastard free.
Mommy: Oh no! Don't tell me you actually gave mousie a name??!
K: Yes, we named her Yoko, because she ruins everything. :)
Mommy: Yeah, I hated her, too.