Mo & I are kissing goodbye and our 14-year-old son starts making hurling noises. It's hard to kiss properly when we're both laughing...
me: "Stop! You're just jealous cuz you don't have anyone you can kiss..."
Dr Jekyll : " Yeah, and who's fault is that? Yours, cuz I can't go anywhere or do anything!"
me: "No. The girls just aren't impressed with your flavor-saver." (referring to the 1 inch of hair-growth above his lip)
Mo: "His flavor-saver? Do you mean his teeth?"
Dr Jekyll (lying on the floor with a look of abject misery on his face): "I'm bored"
me: "if you say that one more time, I'm gonna give you something to clean! In fact, from now on, every time you say that I'm gonna give you something to clean."
Dr Jekyll: "I'm un-occuppied!"