The Iggblog

My mother called me this morning on the way to work

Mother: Will we see you for dinner tonight?
Me: As always
Mother: Is there anything you need from the store while I’m out?
Me: A tank, or possibly a gunship if they’re out of tanks.
Mother: I’ll see if they have any. What do you need it for?
Me: The commute. Things get in the way sometimes, you know? I like having force as an option.
Mother: I see. Hmm… I think a Harrier would be fun too.
Me: Good point. If they’re out of gunships and tanks, pick me up a Harrier.