Mom: Hey Duncan, get out from under the table.
Duncan: Are you kidding?
Mom: Um, no.
Duncan: It's hot out there.
Mom: Yea. I am getting pretty hot standing here waiting for you.
Duncan: You don't have a fur coat on.
Mom: You keep saying that.
Duncan: Well it's true.
Mom: I still want you to get out from under that table.
Duncan: Why?
Mom: Because it is hot out here and I want to go home.
Duncan: I know it's hot out there. That is why I am under the table.
Mom: Get out from under the table Duncan.
Duncan: No.
Mom: Get out from under the table or I am going to pull you out from under there.
Duncan: We are in public. You won't do that with people watching. Animal Cruelty.
Mom: You're grounded.
Duncan: Yea, I am pretty grounded to this cool spot under the table.
Mom: GET. OUT. FROM. UNDER. THAT. TABLE. DUNCAN.
Duncan: NO. CAN. DO.
Mom: I am going to tell your dad what a stubborn little cuss you are being.
Duncan: Won't believe you. He is my favorite and he knows it.
Mom: Want a treat?
Duncan: Race you to the car!!!!

BOL! I have that same 'discussion' with my Ma all the time!! They always get us with the 'treat' trick, huh? No fair.
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Me and you think alike!
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Murphy & Stanley
Great mins think alike!! Gotta hold out for the good stuff.
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Jazzi
Oh have you got mom twisted around your tail. Holding out for treats ~ great move, Duncan.
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OMD! Hysterical!!!! laughing my paws off!!!!!
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