Random memory has me chuckling, so I'll share it.

When I was growing up, we had pet cats. One fine day my youngest sister was in the bathroom cleaning the litter box, for it was her turn. I went in there to get something from a shelf, and asked her in passing "how's it going?"

She looked up at me, scoop in one hand, trash bag in the other, her face a picture of haggard earnestness, and said "ugh, this poop smells like CRAP."

I looked at her, she looked back at me, we both let that statement hang in the air for a moment and compute, and we cracked up laughing together.

20-something years later, this memory still entertains me on a regular basis.

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