Son: Yeah. And we never talk.
Son: (still complaining) Well, today we strike up a conversation and we're just chatting it up. Next thing I know, all her girlfriends are over and chatting me up too. And they all...have...big...boobs.
Son: (more complaining) I ended up having to add all their numbers to my phone.
Mom: (confused) Er, since when was talking to girls with large chests and having them force their phone numbers on a guy a problem for you?
Son: When I wanted to maintain a 100 average in English, Mom!