"I would accomplish nothing."
Truer words have yet to be spoken.
Me (7 Year old): Mom, what if aliens landed in the back yard, ate all our food, and left? Dad: Sounds like our relatives. Mom: (Glares at dad)
(After a family party. Aunt and Uncle are getting ready to leave and are picking up left overs.) Uncle: Hey, Sher, we gonna take this fruit home? Gay uncle: Uh, I'm standing right here!