that when you win the lottery and come schreeching home into the driveway that upon annoucing to your significant other that he/she should pack his/her bags, they inevtiably always ask "Should I pack for the mountains or the beach?" I mean, really its like, "I don't care what you pack, just get the heck out!"
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I'll be in the hospital bar.
Uh, you know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother.
Well, this is why people hate hospitals.