(Testing the waters to tell my mom that I'm bisexual) Me: You know, women are much nicer to look at... Mom: Ok. Me: Hey, that woman has a nice rack. Mom: (seeming not to hear me) You know why I let you be a tomboy and wear little boy undies? Me: Hm? Mom: I didn't want you to get pregnant. Me: ... Mom: Did it work? Me: Only half. Mom: Damn.