I'm in the drive thru line at the pharmacy (I know, shocker).  Right as I'm pulling up, I say to Ben, "I'll bet you any money they're going to tell me it's not ready yet (we were in a dreadful hurry).  I pull up, and as luck would have it, the Rx was ready!  Hooray!  Ben yells out his (open) back window, "you lose, he DID HAVE IT READY ON TIME, YOU SAID HE WOULDN'T MOM, YOU SAID HE WOULDN'T HAVE IT READY YET!"   I tell him to zip it and of course, he's like, "WHY DO I HAVE TO BE QUIET, AREN'T YOU HAPPY THEY ACTUALLY HAVE IT READY FOR ONCE".  Ok, I'm totally dying.  I'm signing the little thingy and the pharmacist tells me to have a nice night.  I'm about to make a clean get-a-way when Ben says, "OH MY GOSH THAT GUY SOUNDS JUST LIKE A GIRL WHEN HE TALKS".  Well, he didn't so much say it, but screamed it.   I peeled out of there on two wheels.   And in the fun game of life, the final score, to date is   ...  Ben: 564, 339, 009        Mom: 0