Heard at my house

Let's set the scene. I'm practicing with Abby. She's recently been assigned a particularly difficult scale. (A flat, for those playing along at home.) She' stomping her foot, whining, and threatening full-blown meltdown.



Me: "Abby, come on. It's just a scale. It's not going to kill you."



Abby: (grumbling and muttering) "Yes it will!"



Here's lies Abby. Dead from practicing the A flat major scale. Poor thing.