Tonight Zack is having a sleep over. After I assisted in the putting together 5,471 LEGO parts for him and two other boys....
Me: "I'm going to go work on something else, y'all."
Zack: "Why did you say Y'ALL??? What IS that?"
Me: "I'm tired and when I'm tired the Southern in me comes out."
Zack: "You're not THAT Southern. Don't say that anymore, it's weird!"
Me: "I can't help it! It's a legitimate contraction! And by the way, do you know what the plural of "y'all" is?"
The other boys looked up with a degree of interest normally reserved
for viewing something really strange but potentially interesting.
One of the boys, dubiously: "What?"
Me (proudly): "All y'all."
And that is how parents wreck their "cool" image at sleep overs.