Me: Huh? What?
BF: Your short pants the light blue and white stripes merge well with that food. Smells good.
Me: Oh I spilled some McDs Oreo Frappe on them.
Mom: Change your shorts now and hand them to me before they stain.
GF: You could bring that fashion to QVC and outdo that Isaac Mizrahi (sp?).
BF: You should hand those shorts to me to lick. Your mommy will just wash them she doesn’t appreciate lickable clothes.
GF: You mean hand those shorts to us.
BF: I said us.
Me; Ah no. Also she would not be happy if I gave you my shorts. I would.
Mom: Go and change now before the stain cannot come out.