Mom: The doctor upped me to three D’s. I was already taking two
D’s, but now it’s three.
Austin, touching his man breasts: Pretty soon, I’m going to need a 34 double D.
Mom, indicating his rear: What? On your backside?
Me: We keep eating the way we have and your wife is going to be a double D.
Austin, touching his man breasts again: No, I’m talking about me. (He rubs his stomach) I’m going to be a double D soon.
Me, poking his tummy: That’s not a double D.
Austin: I know. That’s an A plus.
Austin, touching his man breasts: Pretty soon, I’m going to need a 34 double D.
Mom, indicating his rear: What? On your backside?
Me: We keep eating the way we have and your wife is going to be a double D.
Austin, touching his man breasts again: No, I’m talking about me. (He rubs his stomach) I’m going to be a double D soon.
Me, poking his tummy: That’s not a double D.
Austin: I know. That’s an A plus.
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