(We were up at my grandparents' cabin, staining the exterior)
Me, in my sleep: "Kit, are we going to stain the deck now?"
My brother Kit: "Well, seeing as it's three in the morning, probably not."
Some time passes, I fart.
Kit: "Aww, cute!"
Me: "You think so?"
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