Bathroom

Austin and I were walking and noticed my mother in her front yard. She headed into the house just as we were getting there. I called out to her, but she didn’t hear me. Then I knocked on several windows, but no response.
Austin: She’s already inside. We’ve missed her.
Me: Or she’s doing something crazy like going to the bathroom.
Austin: That’s right. It’s crazy, going in the house, using a toilet to go to the bathroom. Me, I like to go outside, start spraying everything.