Why I Still Live at Home.

In the kitchen, waiting for dinner. Dad is telling Mom a story.
Mom walks out on the deck, mid-story, to get the burgers.

Dad yells "Oh! It's only an important story if it's about MySpace."

Mom says "Honey, it's not called MySpace for the 100th time. It's also not called MyFace or FaceSpace. Get it right."

Love my parents.