I keep remembering more amusing things from that last Pedant visit…
At one point he was asking me how old my parents are – I forget why. And I was like “Oh, I dunno. They had me when they were around 25, so I guess around 55?”
“Dude, you’re 40,” The Pedant said.
I facepalmed and said “I think my body must have a ‘clear’ button like a calculator…located roughly on my g-spot. YOU MADE ME UNABLE TO MATH.”
The Pedant, of course, smirked and said “you’re welcome.”