(As sitting in the drive thru lane of the local Mexican food joint, waiting for a rather large couple to pass by us, so we can go. The man was wearing cut off jean shorts, and a cut off / no sleeve plaid shirt barely covering his beat up, no sleeve tee-shirt.)
Martin: (under his breath) "Careful. You don't want to run over Larry the Cable Guy."
(I walk into the living room and see Arianna laying on her back, with her feet over her head, wrapped around the back of her neck)
Me: "What in the WORLD are you doing??"
Arianna: "Experiencing inner peace."