My sister keeps asking me if I want to go see The Great Cosby with her and I don’t have it in my heart to correct her.
My family is going on a cruise in December. Yesterday, my brother said he is going to wear a suit and drink a martini to attract “the ladies”. He thought that rum was in a martini. My mom put water in a glass and skewed a pepper because we had no olives and gave him the glass. He didn’t fall for it, but his young ego got a little bruised.
I will forever love the thought of having something like this tattooed on my foot.