Typical trip to the grocery store for Roslyn and the Notorious L.U.K.E.:
Him: Mama, it says on the label, “No Trans Fats”.
Me: That doesn’t compensate for the 500 grams of sugar they pour in there.
Him: (Studying label with a frown): It doesn’t have 500 grams of sugar, it has 50.
Clearly the literary form known as hyperbole is wasted on five-year-olds.