(Backyard a women is watering the lawn with a hose.)
DAUGHTER: Mommaaa. Can my new curfew be midnight?
MOTHER: Uhh yeah, when pigs fly.
(daughter walks over to a pig in a catapult)
DAUGHTER: You heard the lady, Oinky
(the pig nods, the daughter pulls the lever which releases the pig into the sky then crashes on a roof and falls)
MOTHER: Hm, midnight it is.