Sista:I'm still trying to work out all the deets..I'm not quite sure how to go about tricking her into making us a surprise meatloaf dinner..any suggestions?

Me:You’re the mastermind behind all this stuff, not me. I don’t have a devious bone in my body. Or any bones, for that matter.

Sista: Seriously, I wish you would waste less time thinking up bull sh*t things to say, and more time just trying to help a thug out.