Last night Steven was getting his Jazz uniform set out for him to play basket ball in the morning. He is looking for the top among all three baskets of clean clothes and asks me if I know where it is. I tell him i know I washed the top but I didn't see the bottoms.
S- You had to have washed the bottoms I just wore them so I know they were dirty.
C- No I really didn't see them.
After dumping all three baskets he is worried.
S- I need them for ball tomorrow.
C- I really don't know where they are. Check the folded clothes if they are in that pile.
So we go into our room and as Steven bends down to open our bottom dresser drawer he stops.
S- Wow! Wow! We both need a retard kiss!
C- Why?
S- I'm wearing them!
Yes, Steven was wearing the short and neither of us noticed!
p.s. a retard kiss is when you kiss the forehead and rub behind the ear.
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