Listen, don't make me dump my drink on you.

Completely random story I was thinking of a few minutes ago, totally unrelated to anything at all that might be amusing and I couldn't care less about telling it: Once, when I was around 14, I was in the back seat of my Mom's Subaru on the way home from some trip we had gone on. The sun was setting and I was reading a Thrasher skateboarding magazine. My Mom told me to put it away because reading in poor light was going to damage my eyes (a total myth that has been disproven, BTW). I kind of ignored her or said "I will" or some crap. A mile or two down the road, she told me again. I protested that I could see fine, that it wasn't even dark. She proceeded to immediately pull the car off the interstate, grab my Thrasher, and throw it out the driver side window onto the shoulder. Pissed off, and kind of speechless for a bit, I finally said, "You owe me $3!" She laughed at me.

The end.