Me: For the party tomorrow night, we only need to bring beer. And I want to bring a hostess gift, like flowers.
Him: Or a live skunk.
Me: No. I do shopping, you do logistics. I'm not shopping for a live skunk. Actually I think I might change shopping to procurement.
Him: So I'd have to fill out forms in triplicate...I'd get a skunk from someone.
Me: No, all the forms come to me. They can be in duplicate, in tripulate. Wait, tripulate? Okay in whatever math levels we'll take them to. All mine.
Him: Capulet, Montague...
Me: Exactly. I'm just not procuring a live skunk. Or a dead one before you go there.
Him: What? Not a dead one either?
In other randomness, yesterday one of my co-workers called me a Metal Goddess. As in Heavy Metal music. If my sister were still talking to me and heard this story, she'd laugh until she threw up.