Because my in-laws are in town, there are nice cars in my driveway. I get this message from my husband, non-ironically:
We are going to leave you the Lexus because you and I have both Benz keys.
I'm going to forget for a moment that I'm getting this message because my POS Chevy is in the shop, and revel in the glory of that last statement. Also, I get to drive a Lexus tonight.