All Is Right With My World....

Kyle arrived in my bed at 6:30 this morning.  Too bad that was exactly 15 minutes before I had to get up and go to work.  I wanted to lay there all day, but, there isn't anyone else in the house bringin home the bacon, so I'm at work doing absolutely nothing until 1:00.  Then I must get home and wrap gifts.  It took me a super long time to decide on a gift for him last night, but Tara made me get drinks beforehand, which coulda made is slightly harder to pick something out.  It actually went a little something like this:
(I'm bolding Tara's dialogue because she literally was yelling she was so drunk)

T: HEY YOU, WHAT ARE YOU, LIKE 19 OR SOMETHING?
Guy: Uhh, I'm 35...
T: FUCK NO YOU'RE NOT
Guy: Ok you got me, I'm 24.
T: OK, SO IF YOU WERE A THIRD OF THE SIZE YOU ARE, AND 19, WOULD YOU WEAR THIS? (she holds up the gray t-shirt material hoodie I picked out for Kyle)
Guy: Uhh yeah, if I weighed a hundred pounds I'd totally rock it.  Is your guy skinny?
Me: Uhh yeah
Guy: I'd totally get it
Me: Awesome
T: SEE I TOLD YOU IF WE COULD FIND A STRAIGHT BOY AROUND HERE HE'D TELL US THE TRUTH.  NOW, YOU, TELL HER THAT THIS OTHER HOODIE IS GIRLY!!!

I point out the other hoodie that I liked.

Guy: Uhh, that's not girly.  It's actually pretty sweet
T: BUT IT HAS FUCKING STRIPES AROUND THE BOTTOM, THAT'S GAAAAAAAAAAY!
Me: Maybe I should pay for this shit and get outta here.
Guy: Probably a good idea, you don't wanna get kicked outta the mall, but you girls seem like a lot of fun.
Me: Oh, if you only knew