I called up Uncle Al at about four in the morning.
Me: Hey, Uncle Al?
Uncle: Hey there, kiddo!
Me: How've you been?
Uncle: Great! House seems so empty without you here. Glad your mom is back though.
Me: Me too. Totally. It was all that I wished and more.
Uncle: Oh, I'm sure. How's school going?
Me: Some bitch spread a rumor that I groped this girl Nina's left boob in the principal's office.
Uncle: Do I... want to know?
Me: Probably not.
Uncle: Carry on, kid.
Me: But I didn't grope it, I just walked into it!
Uncle: I've heard that one before, Em.
Me: It suffocated me.
Uncle: Well, uh, how was it?
Me: Soft? Why are you asking me? Don't you know what boobs feel like?
Uncle: I've been single for many years, Em.
Me: Real mature.
Uncle: So you were saying?
Me: Everyone thinks I'm a lesbian now!
Uncle: Are you?
Me: ...
Uncle: Like, how did her left boob make you feel?
Me: Akward.
Uncle: Yep. We've got ourselves a bonafide lesbian over here.
Me: Today Mom told me that homos will burn in hell.
Uncle: I hear it gets warmer than Florida down there.
Me: Yeah... I don't know, like, her boob was just there. And it suffocated me. And yeah, it was a nice boob. What does that matter? Every girl checks out other girls' boobs. Right?
Uncle: You're asking the wrong person.
Me: Oh yeah, I'll just go down to the living room and say "Hey Mom, ever looked at some tits?" and get sent to bible camp again.
Uncle: I thought they banned you?
Me: Whoops. Forgot about that. Wonder if they still have the charred table.
Uncle: Silly Christians, fire is for adults!
Me: Good times. Thanks for answering, Uncle Al.
Uncle: Anytime, kid. I applaud you for remembering that I drown my sorrows, every tuesday at four in the morning. You're the studious sort.
Me: Night Al! Please don't tell my mom that I think boobs are sort of, well, cool to look at.
Uncle: Your secret is safe with me. Cross my heart. Hope to -
Me: Don't die.
Uncle: Will do.
Me: Night!
Uncle: See ya on the flip side, kid.
So then I hung up.
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