Never has deciding where to eat sounded more like an Abbott and Costello routine. "Where do you want to eat, hunny?" "Your Mom's." "Damn it, can't you take anything seriously?" "I'm taking this seriously. I want to eat at Your Mom's." "God Kevin, you're such an asshole!" "What? That's where I want to eat!" "You know what? I've had it with you. I'm going to go stay at my mom's for a few days and really reevaluate this relationship." "Wait, you're going to your mom's or Your Mom's?" "F**K YOU KEVIN!"