Driving back from a friend's house tonight, we were on I-5 across the river from downtown. It was after dark. When I saw the Made in Oregon white stag, I said, "Look OC, there's a deer." To which she replied, "What? Oh, yeah. I was like, what are you talking about mama? Deers don't live around here, they live in the forest-es!"
Wait, I have to go look at the cat who, I was just informed, has underwear on his head.