So at dinner tonight, I was talking to my parents like normal, when my mom decides to bring up this rather large zit I have on my nose, named Fred. It goes something like this:
Mom, “So, have you met Fred yet?”
Me, “Fred, my sentient zit.”
Dad, “Oh yeah, I could’ve sworn he winked at me.”
Me, “Yeah, Fred my promiscuous nipple…..wait…”
Then it all went downhill from there. I started to blush the most I have ever blushed… It must have been VERY entertaining to the parties present.