Kittens and ovens . . . what?!?

Thought I would share a bit of folksy wisdom with ye socks.

This was overheard while standing in line at my local Winn Dixie today.

Lady: "I'm proud to be a Florida native."

Man: "Me, too!"

Lady: "Really, where were you born?"

Man: "Well, actually, I was born up in Ohio, but I've been here for 30 years."

Lady (coldly): "Then you're not really a native."

Man: "Well, no, I guess technically I'm not . . . but, my kids were born here, so at least THEY are natives . . ."

Lady (shaking her head): "Honey, if the cat gives birth in the oven, you still don't call her kittens 'biscuits!'"

Made my day!