Backstory: I babysit for some kids who are completely hilarious. The oldest, who I'll call B, is 8 going on 18 and thinks he's totally hip. He's obsessed with any and all sports - he's one of those people who memorize weird stats and names and seems to know too much about wrestling.
We were playing Clue with his little sister, and B suddenly says, "I quit. I want to watch basketball." I was winning, but I didn't care. So B, H, and I are sitting on the couch watching basketball, and this happens:
B: What's your favorite play?
S: Um... I don't really know a lot about basketball.
B: Mine's The Nutcracker.
Then I completely lost my shit.