A ‘Fine’ Way To Behave

(My little sister at 17 is a little boy crazy. We live in a heavy military area and she’s come to find the uniforms pretty sexy. We are driving to the mall when a man in a navy uniform pulls up along side us at the light.)

Sister: “I see you there, pretty boy, hanging out in your BDUs, looking all fine.”

(She is behind the safety of a tinted rear window.)

Mom: “Well, then…”

(Mom uses the driver window button to roll Sister’s window all the way down and he catches the tail end of what she said.)

Sister: “Oh, my god, mom, why are you Satan? Oh, my god, drive now!”

(We pulled away cackling while my sister hid slumped down in the back seat.)