So, we're sitting at the dinner table, finishing up, when our daughter announces, "When I grow up, I want a condom."
Crickets.
Finally, I ask, "What do you want to do with a condom, honey?"
"Oh, decorate it the way I want to, get some furniture, a dog, have all my own stuff."
"Oh, you mean a >condo
"Yeah, won't it be great!"
Yes, darling, it really will be. But I'll miss the Gracie Allen moments.
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