"Why are you home from the party so early?"

"Why are you home from the party so early?" asked Mother. "Because I was bored yo." Sarah replied. "Never use that slang talk in this house again." said Mother. "Never again."

Sarah shrugged. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't," she said with a sly grin. Mother glared.

Sarah, your prenatal agreement, paragraph IIi subsection 2 reads: "I agree to eat all vegetables on my plate at meals including peas & brussel sprouts." "Mom, I didn't sign it!"

''Well, see right there!'' She pointed at a scribble at the bottom of the paper. '' That's your signature. You can't deny it'' Indeed it was hers but she can't remember sining it.

"When I said 'where do I sign?'" she expounded further, "the South American markets were experiencing considerable buoyancy. Since the collapse, I have experienced total amnesia,

to the point I have forgotten what a pen is. I don't know why we're having this conversation- I haven't the faintest idea who you are. South America, you say? Is that rock band?"

Yes, South America, the rising star of the rock band world had made it's debut that night. Their interesting mix of jungle drums and the sound of E. Coli begetting diarrhea was

just the gritty sort of music the world had been craving. South America's hits rose to the top of the charts. It was able to buy itself a jet and a luxury bus to get to gigs.

South America was never able to find a better name, but they did land a record contract which allowed them to experiment with the latest gigaphone, which everyone just discovered.