This afternoon I had the day off from work, so I met with my mother and my sister for lunch. At some point, the following exchange took place:
Me - Oh that's right, you like onions.
Sis - I don't like onions, I looove onions.
Me - If you love onions so much, why don't you marry them? ...Because, you know, you could do that in North Carolina. [whispered] ...Unless they're gay onions. Then it'd be illegal.
Mom - In Georgia, we call those vidalia onions.
Me and Sis - [stunned silence]
Me - ...just because they're sweet doesn't mean they're gay!
Mom - [laughing] I have no idea where that came from.
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