Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Hairy Scary

On the drive home from school, we saw a man jogging. He was running in the same direction I was driving, so I saw him from the back (shorts, no shirt) but not the front. Megan, on the other hand, turned around to get a good look ...


Megan: Eewww!!


Me: What?!


Megan: That man has boobs!


Me: The jogger man?


Megan: Yeah! And they're hairy too!


Me: He has hairy boobs?


Megan: Yessss!! Eewww!!!


Me: Hey, don't knock it. What if your husband someday has hairy boobs?


Megan: No way. He won't.


Me: You never know.


Megan: Well, let me think about it.


Long pause.


Megan: I guess boobs are okay, but he'd have to shave them.


Me: Fair enough.




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