My brother (talking about the local mall): I don't want to go there, that's where all the emo freaks hang out
My Mum: what's an emo?
My brother: It's like those kids with all the eyeliner and black hair with big straightened fringes, you know, with the skinny jeans and that.
My Mum: Like goths?
My brother: They're too shit to be goths.
My Mum: But they wear eyeliner?
My brother: forget it, Mum.
(Later while watching the episode of South Park when Stan turns goth, my Mum comes racing into the family room, puffing madly, as wild-eyed as Winston Churchill after a 48-hour bender)
My Mum: HEY! Is that what a nemo is!? ... why are you all laughing?