Travis - 02-04-14

I was in the office, printing out some labels for a client's photo disc when Travis came in.
The printer starts making noises and then spits out my labels.
Travis: Ah! Why is that making noise?!
Me: Because it's printing something for me.
Travis: How do you make it do that?
Me: I tell it to do something for me and it does it.
Travis walks up to my printer and says: Do something! DO SOMETHING! Mom, it's not working.
He rolls his eyes and walks out.