So the other day I was driving and Finn told me he wanted to go to Bruegger’s.
Me: “Oh, what kind of bagel do you want at Bruegger’s?”
Finn: “No, not the bagel place. The Bruegger’s with the balloons.”
Me to myself “What is he talking about? Balloons? OH, wait a minute…”
Me: “Finn, do you mean Hooters?”
Finn: “Hooters. Ya, Hooters. Is that the place where the ladies wear little orange underpants?
Me: “Um, ya. Those are their shorts.”