husband: "Ugh, what is THAT smell??"
me: "I don't know, but it smells AWFUL."
a minute later
me: "What is all of this crap?" (pointing to a mound of sticks, branches, leaves, and grass)
husband: "It's ....[squinting one eye and flinching] ah....for my compost heap when I build one."
2) In the livingroom while changing a poopie diaper
me: "Damn Dogg!! [the dog], GIT! GIT! GIT! GIT! GIT!"
my 4-yr. old: "...outta mom's way."