This.

THIS. is why I love raising teenagers.

So, the pup was in my room when I went to the bathroom, looking for something – and the following conversation occurred…

Me: Get ooooooouuut!
Her: Why, what do you think I’m looking for?
Me: stay outa my porn drawer! (cuz I’m classy, dammit)
Her: I’m not in your porn drawer. I’m looking for something. You said I could try your thingy!
Me: …
Her: You know – the fuzzy thing that vibrates..
Me: Again. STAY OUTA MY PORN DRAWER.
Her: ….shit.

Me and her sister: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Her: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT!

For the record, she meant the slippers that PepperMist got me for Christmas. And? She says they’re not near as fun as they sound.

….snerk.

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