My Roommate's Son: Have you met my aunt?
Me: No. Is she hot?
Son: Why do you always ask that?
Me: I just want to know.
Son: Well, people say she's pretty.
Me: Good to know. Does she put out?
Son: She's my aunt *punches me in the arm* and she's happily married.
Me: So? Rings come off. Besides, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, remember?
Son: What would my dad say if you said that to him?
Me: He'd probably think it was funny.
Later when his dad got home I told him the story:
Him: That's pretty funny.
Me: See? I told you he wouldn't care.
Him: Maybe I should invite her out for a visit.
Son: How can you say that? It's your sister.
Him (to son): It's not my decision if they do anything, it's up to them. They're adults.
Him (to me): But I'd be happy for you.
Son: Arrgh!!!
5 comments:
It's Vegas, Baby!
it's funny when the kids are the moral compasses! wait a minute...
For some reason this song makes me want to cut my hair real short and sleek, buy a long jacket, put on a short skirt (of course) and high boots and smoke non-filtered cigarettes.
Or at the very least have a voice that is dark like tinted glass....
in another life, maybe.
Stephanie, I just like to give this kid crap from time to time. I'd never go near a married woman. For one thing, I'd be afraid of the husband wanting to murder me.
Ver Girl, on top of all that you'd have to trade in your car for a white Chrysler LeBaron.
Uhmm...if he would feel lucky for you, does that mean he thinks his sister is hot? That's kind of perv...
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