My mother lives about nine hundred miles away, give or take, just to give you a little bit of perspective with this one.
Boyfriend: Tell your mother you won't come visit unless she rents a limo.
Boyfriend's brother: A limo made of smaller limos!
Boyfriend: I want a limo made of clown cars.
Me: I want a limo made entirely out of clowns... but they all have to be facing outward.
Boyfriend: That would be the most horrifying limo ever.
Boyfriend's brother: For other people, since they're all facing out.
Boyfriend: No, because then you'd be on the side of the asses of a thousand clowns.