My two sisters, my nephew, and I are sitting and chatting in Chili’s while waiting for the appetizers and suddenly my sister cocks her head to one side — you know, like when a dog cocks his head in confusion — then blurts, “Did your boobs get bigger?”
Wouldn’t have been so bad if half the people in the restaurant hadn’t turned to look.
“Yes sister. I bought them a couple days ago when we got back from Australia.”
I swear, you just can’t bring some people anywhere.
(Just to be clear, I didn’t buy any boobs. I was being sarcastic. And I still love my sister, despite her embarrassing me.)