Doyle and I were yelling at each other in the kitchen.
Kelsey: (After he took a swipe at my head and caught hair instead.) Argh, you floofed my hair!
Chris: Wait, floofed?
Kelsey: Yes, floofed, and-
Chris: No, no, you can’t just – you dictionary that shit right now or never say it again.
Kelsey: No, I know the rules, so-
Chris: I’m sorry, is it funner to say it like that?
Kelsey: … stop.
Chris: What? It’s not more funner to-
Kelsey: You asshole.
Cue fighting for a good five minutes about being English majors and ruining the English language before he shouts:
Chris: GET THEE TO A NUNNERY.
Kelsey: OR, get thee to a PUNNERY.
He chased me out of the kitchen and threw a coat at me.