[last night] mom: how about I make biscuits and gravy for breakfast tomorrow?
Me: make me coffee then I'll get up early enough for breakfast
[thus morning]
Mom: breakfast is ready!!
*walking out of bedroom* me: where's my damn coffee?
Mom: oh well I never said I'd make it,
*sitting there with a pissed off look*
Mom: congratulations , you played yourself
*busts up laughing* me: I can't be mad, oml