As we are making the bed:
Primo: How do you do that again?
Me: A hospital corner?
Me: Like this.
Primo: You are so much better at this than I am.
Me: Well I've been doing it since I was a little kid.
Primo: That explains it.
Me: Wait. When did you start making your bed?
Me: You mean your mom MADE YOUR BED FOR YOU? UNTIL YOU WENT TO COLLEGE?
Me: In. Cred. Ible.
Primo: I had to do other chores!
Me: Uh huh.
Primo: I had to help with the dishes.
Me: But your mom. Made your bed. Every. Morning.
Me: That? Is pathetic.