(My mother receives a call from a credit card company.)

Caller: “Ma’am, we wanted to run a few items past you, as your account as been flagged for suspicious activity.”

Mom: “Oh, my. Go ahead then.”

Caller: “We’re showing that your card has been used to purchase several hundred dollars of liquor, and something called the “Breast Course”. It looks like someone is going to be quite drunk and looking at questionable content on your dime.”

Mom: “Oh, no, that’s just my husband. Accept those charges…”

(My father? He collects scotch and is a radiologist specializing in mammography.)

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