"Sort of?"

For some reason, this conversation from a year and a half ago popped back into my head last night, and I still think it's awesome.

.... talking to teacher at front desk before class....
Teacher: So what's new with you?
Me: Well, my knee (kicking leg) is sort of locked in standing bow now!!
Random (awesome) guy listening in: Wait, wait, wait. "Sort of" locked?!? Your knee can't be "sort of" locked. That's like being "sort of" pregnant!

OH! Touche!!! That is SO right.