Me: Maybe I'll just get a job delivering drugs. Load up my car with bricks of cocaine and go. That's good money - I'd pay off my debt really quickly and then quit. Or not quit - probably get killed.
Mom: NO. With your luck, on your first night, you'll get killed, and picked up by the cops.
Me: In which order? Killed and then picked up, or picked up and then killed?
Mom: Both at the same time. You'll get killed while getting picked up by the cops.
XDDDDDDD I love my mom. XD