How Life Works
Sister : Hey, Bro! I’m sad. I’m having my first broke up.
Brother : Broke up? No money? Go use office cash, make the receipt.
Sister : No, no. I mean, break up from relationship.
Brother : Oops. Sorry. I guess I’m old enough to only know that broke up means ran out of money.
Sister : Yeah. So, what will you say?
Brother : Hmm. I’ve got nothing to say, because now you won’t do whatever I said. Just get along with it. One or two months later, you’ll get over it.
Sister : …
Brother : That’s how life works, Sister. Okay?