Bill (smiling mischievously): "Come on Allyson, let's have some Pop Weaver!"
Me: "There's NOTHING wrong with that [generic] popcorn!"
Bill: "Let's have some Pop Weaver with some Diet Ditto [generic 7-Up]."
Me (with a swat to Bill's behind): "I'll Ditto you!!... And there's NOTHING wrong with that popcorn!"
FIVE MINUTES LATER
Allyson (speaking around a mouthful of Pop Weaver): "Here, Mama, have some popcorn."
Me: I'd love some Pop Weaver, baby. Man, that's yummy!
Now I just need to pour myself an ice cold glass of Diet Ditto.