Conversations from the backseat of my minivan!
I know you've been waiting on pins and needles for another edition and I do believe this one will please!
Allow me to set the stage for you:
Sam, Lily Clare and myself are leaving the cool, air conditioned house and entering the minivan that has to be 200+ degrees. We are all buckled in and waiting for the A/C to do it's thing. Conversation begins....
Sam: Oh my gosh, no one wants to touch my armpits right now!
Sam: Because they are so, so wet!
Lily: Oh, let me feel!
Conversation pauses as Lily leans across the seat to (I'm assuming) touch Sam's wet armpit.
Lily: Ha, they ARE so wet!
Lily: Mine are too!
Sam: Let me see.
Again, conversation pauses while Sam confirms Lily's statement.
Sam: Yeah, and they smell, too.
Then we pull into the Publix parking lot and exit the now cool minivan and enter the sweltering, humidity laden, asphalt heated air.
I can only imagine the condition of their armpits at this point.
Raising my hand cause I'm Sure~