She'd kill me if I revealed her identity.
At breakfast, while potential neighbors looked at the house up for sale next door.
Her: "Is she attractive?"
Me: "Uh....I don't know. She seems pretty plain."
Her: "I don't want someone hot living next door. I'll have to start giving blow jobs if that happens. I'm a good southern girl."
Logan: "Right because you're from the northern most point of Oakland county."
Her: "Yes. Right."
