The other morning I got off work and went straight home to pick up Joe for a dentist appointment. When he went out the front door he dropped his backpack on the front porch and started walking toward the van.
Me: Joe...get your backpack.
Joe: I'M NOT GOING TO SCHOOL!! I'M GOING TO THE DENTIST!!
Me: Yes, I know, but then you are going to school.
(He got his backpack and stomped to the van and threw it in and sat down with in a huff)
Me: Boy, why are you in such a bad mood?
Joe: I WAS BORN THAT WAY!!