[first day as a bank teller]
robber: *pointing gun* give me all your money
me: wait, my money or the bank’s money?
robber: let’s start with yours
me: ok *walks over to the next teller* i need to make a withdrawal
What I said: Please help clean up after dinner.
What my 6yo heard: Commence pirouetting.
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