Me: "This is very cool. Mom! Come and watch this!"
Me: "This is multi-view! I can watch more than one basketball game at one time."
Mom: "Oh, joy. I'm going to go watch Runway. Don't bother me."
Me: (to the cats) "Wait. How does this work? Have you seen the instructions? Why are you just watching me and not helping with this technological crisis?!"
Cats: "We are going to go watch Runway. Do not bother us, human."
Me: "Wait, I think I've got it. Hey, Mom! I figured it out! Come and see!"
Mom: (faint voice) "Stop bothering me! I'm watching Runway."
Me: "Unappreciative...no, no, no! Why do I never pick Gonzaga? I am a fool."
Me: "Woo-hoo! VCU! Woo-hoo! WOO-HOO!"
Mom: "Keep it down in there!"
Me: "Wow, that's ugly. I mean, seriously, seriously ugly. Ick. How can they win a game like that? Mom! Come here! Quick, quick!"
Mom: (entering the room) "What is it now?"
Me: "The uniforms! On the Baylor team. What were they thinking?"
Mom: "If you yell at me to come into this room one more time, and it's about basketball, I will break all of your fingers. Idiot."
Me: "What! No, no, no, no! Mom! Mom!"
Mom: "I'm not coming out there!"
Me: (going into her room) "A pigeon flew into the door! It hit hard. I think this is an omen. A bad omen."
Mom: "Poor birdy."
Me: (upon returning to the living room) "Argh! You hateful pigeon! Missouri lost, and it's all your fault! My bracket is busted, busted!"
Mom: (faint voice) "It's not because of the bird. It's because you missed Runway. Idiot."
Cats: "We would like the pigeon, please. Fetch it for us, human, or feel our wrath."
Me: "My bracket is busted; I cannot indulge your savagery."
Cats: "You should have watched Runway. Idiot."