Parents were in town the other day. My mom really wanted to see my place, so I cleaned it up real well and discreetly tucked away anything that might lead to uncomfortable questions.

Some freaking how I left my damn wookee on my bed and didn't notice it. She did and asked, "What's that?"

"Uh, I was bored the other day and there just happened to be a toilet paper roll and some dryer sheets in arms reach..."

She laughed and shook her head at my juvenility. Phew, I would have never heard the end of that...