Funniest funny of all...
Margaret told me there was a box in her closet, and asked if she could look in it. I said fine, whatever. Next thing I know, she's running downstairs holding the box out like it contains cat shit.
"Mom! Mom! You should probably look at this! There's 2 magazines in here!!!!"
And I'm thinking....oh shit. How would any of THOSE magazines get into her closet???? I peeked in the box, and much to my relief, it was just a couple of catalogs.
"Oh, no these aren't magazines, it's just a couple of Victoria's Secret catalogs. No big deal. You can look at them if you want."
"She's in her underwear! That's not much of a secret at all!!!"
"Mom! Mom! You should probably look at this! There's 2 magazines in here!!!!"
And I'm thinking....oh shit. How would any of THOSE magazines get into her closet???? I peeked in the box, and much to my relief, it was just a couple of catalogs.
"Oh, no these aren't magazines, it's just a couple of Victoria's Secret catalogs. No big deal. You can look at them if you want."
"She's in her underwear! That's not much of a secret at all!!!"