Mother:  Son, please go get me some potatoes out of the garage. (Handing him the big colander that we keep potatoes in)

Son:  Why are the potatoes in the garage?

Mother:  Because we don’t have anywhere to keep 200 pounds of potatoes in the house.

Son: Oh, okay.

Twenty minutes later…

Son:  Mom, where do you want me to put these?

Mother:  Just set the on the kitchen counter for me, I’ll be out in a few minutes.

Mother walks out into the kitchen and instead of finding a colander of potatoes, finds the whole dang crate of them, with the colander sitting empty on top.

Mother:  He doesn’t listen at all…  Son, now you have to haul the crate back down to the garage…

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