One from the Christmas holidays.
Herself (from the back seat in mock horror): This is so outrageous.
Mr. Waffle: Stop squawking back there.
Her: Do you want to reconsider your choice of language or do you want to keep using the oppressive, misogynistic language of the patriarchy?
Me: Silence.
Her (to me): Well, Mum, what do you think of Dad’s choice of language?
Me: I’m just so glad that it’s not me in the firing line.
Her: To be silent is to be complicit.