So I head over chez Bill for movies and ‘za tonight. I ring the bell, she comes down the stairs not realizing I can’t see her through the window. So she feels the need to explain “Sorry I was holding my bosom there, but I took off my bra before”. I reply, “Ew. So you mean the only thing between your guys and me is…” and she says, “NOTHING!”, suddenly flashing me.

I scream briefly, then say “uh, uh, erm… uh… (long pause) how do I say this… I’M BLOGGING THAT”.

You know, the only other people I’ve ever encountered who had sudden urges to flash were some weird kids in grade school. Bill is over 30. Imagine how weird she was in grade school.