Stuff (Inspired by Mom)

My mom had a knack for driving me batty when I was a kid. When I was seeking information (which I'm sure she considered "pestering"), she'd give me non-answers."Mom, where are you going?""Crazy! Want to come?""No, Mom! Where are you going?!""Crazy! Bye!"That little exchange in particular would throw me into fits. Here's another good one."Mom, what's for dinner?""Stuff!""Really? Come on, Mom