Your kids get driver's licenses and borrow your car!
Cell Phone: Uh...Abba?
Abba: Hello? Who is this?
What are you doing on Fudge's cell phone?
She drove me to the orthodontist.
And the keys are in the car...but we aren't.
And...we called Mommy but she can't pick us up...because we have the car.
And...you're in clinic seeing patients, so she got Grampa to agree to go to your office and get your car key and bring it over here so we can get in.
Aren't you going to say something?
Is there something that NEEDS to be said?
Uh...I guess not.
The only way this could be worse would be if the car were still running.