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Sitting around before dinner the other day, my mother asked my sister and her boyfriend a seemingly innocent question.
“So, how many classes are you taking, guys?”
“Six,” answered my sister’s boyfriend.
“Wow. And you, Tanya?”
“Same. Six.”
“Wow wow wow. How do you guys do it? I’m taking one class and I have diarrhea.”
“And she doesn’t even use laxatives!”
Thanks, Dad. We totally needed that extra bit of information to make our lives complete.
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