Last week, one of my co-workers brought Teddy Grahams to the office. But she didn't realize they were mini-teddys until she opened the bag.
She said, "These are tiny. How many are in a serving? Wow, 46!"
Then something compelled me to say, "You know what's bigger than those teddy grahams?"
"What?"
"My FETUS!"
Instead of laughing like I expected, all my childless co-workers went "eewwwww" which made me laugh even harder.
On another note, here's something I've been wondering for all of you Indian food lovers: When referring to pregnancy, do they ever say they've got a naan in the oven?
Probably not.
But I would.
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I must have weirder friends than you...I haven't gotten numch more than a laugh when I call the thing inside my tummy a parasite.
But I mean it with love...
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