Maymay: Hey momma. Did you know love is like choking on a chicken wing?
me: um.....nope. Where in the world did you hear that?
Maymay: Hotel Transylvania. Do you wanna feel like that?
me: What? Like I'm choking on a chicken wing?
Maymay: (nodding her head) Yes.
me: Nope. I have no desire to choke on chicken wings or any other type of food.
Maymay: Well.....if you want to, it's ok with me. (walked away shaking her head as if she were unbelievably disappointed in me)