Not me: Why is it so cold in here? It's free-e-e-ezing in here!
Me: It's sixty-eight degrees in this house and I am NOT turning the heat up.
Not me: But I'm co-o-o-ld!
Me: Well, put some clothes on! Fuck's sake! You're running around in a teeshirt and underwear in the middle of winter whining about being cold. Those clothes are in your closet for a reason, you know.
(Not me is NOT just the kid; it is also mr. delagar. WTF, say I, is wrong with slippers and a sweatshirt? Not to mention PANTS?)