Son: Because...Walking dead Intro/outro plays loud
The name's Bond, Covalent Bond
Helllllllloooooo (insert your mother's/wife's/sister's/grandmother's name here.)
Mark: We played a guessing game. Mom: But I thought you were having a math exam Mark: That's right.
Literally all gardening stops
The last time her son had a healing potion he lost 15 IQ Points.
Son: Boys are gathering into our yard! Dad: ...How many boys Son: All of them... Dad: MY MILKSHAKES!