Boobsquad, assemble!

So this little conversation started as Sara and I were getting beer at the bodega by our apt, on the way home from work. It's a doozy!

Sara-"So yeah, don't start worrying about my liver now."
Me-"Yeah right, the only reason I'll start worrying about yer liver is when I need to harvest it to take the place of my own."
Sara-(laughs)
Me-"Yeah, I mean, we have maybe a quarter of a normal, working liver between the two of us."
Sara-"But hey, now I almost have two fully functional eyes!"
Me-"And I have 2 new boobs!"
Sara-"What? You just have to bring them up randomly all the time now, huh?"*
Me-"Well we were talking about um, body parts and stuff. Like, better funtioning body parts."
Sara-(laughs)"What, are they working better or something now?"
Me-"Uh, yeah, they're "working" better now! Uh-huh, huh, huh..And I mean, at this rate, maybe by the time I'm like 30 I'll have-"
Sara-"What? 4 boobs?!"
Me-"--a B cup."

End Scene.

*I somehow had a very late growth spurt, like this past few months, of the bra sort. I'm obviously psyched. Who wouldn't be? I've always been in the Iitty Bitty Titty Committee..well I still kinda am.