Today, Jack was telling me about a lady they saw at the Santa Maria mall. He said she must’ve been cuckoo because she barely had any clothes on, he could see her underwear and her boobs. I said, “You could see her boobs??” He said, “Well, not her boobs, but the case that holds them.” …I said, “Her bra?” And he said yeah 🤣. I about died laughing, poor guy. A bra… that case that holds your boobs.
Then there’s Pete. Funny 24/7. Oblivious. I folded and matched socks today and they were sitting on the couch, so when I had the boys put on socks and shoes I pointed at the pile of matched socks. A few moments later, I see Pete putting on random too-big, mismatched, maybe clean socks. I said- “Where did those come from?” He said, “I don’t know, made in China?”
Touche Pete… touche.
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