Bone

Ok, for all of you kids out there . . . Earmuffs or I guess in this case, a blindfold. My sister-in-law is going to beat me down and call me a heifer when she reads this. My brother may sit on my head but it's too good to resist. I think so anyway. The other night I went to eat with my sisters-in-law and when I dropped the eldest off I decided to stay a moment. We get out of the car and my brother is enjoying the summer night on the patio. Here is the conversation that almost immediately started. Brace yourself.

We walk to the table and sit.
CB: I love my wife.
C: (sits down in a chair across from CB and crosses her legs) Oh I have to fart so bad. (BRRRRRRrrrrrrrrr)

Note: Those of you that know C know that she is not one to just let er rip. In the what? 14 years I have known her I have never heard her BRRRRRRRrrrrrrrr!

CB: C!!!!!! MY GAAAAAAAHHHH!!

moments pause while CB gains his composure and C sits as if it never happened

CB: I wanted to bone you tonight too.

BUUUUAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!