Dewey: Mom, did you remember to buy the baking soda for my class project?
Lois: Ah, I forgot.
Dewey: What? I asked you like five times.
Lois: That I remember.
Dewey: My science partner's going to hate me. I was supposed to bring in the baking soda for a volcano. Now it's just going to be a mountain full of vinegar.
Lois: Just do what your brother did. Take the baby powder and blame the guy who brought the vinegar.