Z: I lost my phone.
M: What? You just texted me an hour ago.
Z: Yeah, I think maybe it’s in A’s car. I hope so.
M: Okay then.
Z: T asked if you would chastise me..but I said no since you’re across the country…
M: Well I’m not going to chastise you, but how would me being across the country hinder that?
Z: Doesn’t chastise mean pistol-whip?
M: WHAT! NO!
Z: Oh…what’s pistol whipping?
M: OMG are you serious? Why would you think chastise meant pistol-whip if you didn’t know what pistol-whipping was?
Z: I had an image of what it might be in my head…like a bunch of bullets attached to a cat o’ nine tails type thing…
M: Why are we sisters?