The hubby and I had a random conversation last night while we were standing in the bathroom brushing our teeth:
John: “O my gawd, I can tell ow muth thmaller ur butt is!”
(We’re talking in toothpaste sounds.).
Me: “Willy? How? It dothent feel thmaller.”
John: “Ook in da mirra. Ur panties are looth and baggy.”
Me: “Holy thit. I’ve alwayth had suth a big ath that my panties have never been looth. Can I go thopping for new underwear?”
John: “Mmm-hmmm. Just don’t buy any more shoeths.”