Cracking Up

(My family goes on caravan rallies, which is where a bunch of people in a club meet up and have a fun holiday away. Some of the weekends have interesting names. My mum is trying to decide which rallies we’ll go on for the next few months.)

Mum: “[Dad], what about [rally]?”

Dad: “I don’t care. You know what days you have off. You pick.”

(There is a long pause.)

Mum: “We should do crack more.”

Me: “What?”

Mum: “CRACK MORE.”

Sister: “Mum listen to what you’re saying!”

Mum: “Oh! C-r-a-c-k-m-o-o-r-e! It’s a place! Drugs are bad!”