A while ago Tom and I attended a dinner party and were wedged between two guests who started to have this conversation below. "Man 1" is about our age and "Man 2" is quite a few years older....
Man 1: Dude, your daughter is really growing up.
Man 2: I know. It's scary.
Man 1: She's SMOKING!
Man 2: What? Cigarettes? Did you see her?
Man 1: No, not smoking smoking. She's smoking HOT!
Man 2: Oh, I see what you're saying. Ok then.
Man 1: I saw her the other day and almost didn't recognize her. She must have been coming back from the beach or somethin' 'cause she just had on a tiny little bikini top and skirt and MAN!!
Man 2: (just nods and takes a large swig of his beer)
Man 1: And my buddy was over and he said to me, "Damn! I'd hit that!"
Man 2: Ahhh well, please let your buddy know that she's only 15 years old.
Man 1: Well she looks at least 19. You know, with the way she's filled out and all.
Man 2: Yes, I know. I've seen them. HER! I've seen HER blossom over the last year.
Man 1: Boy, is THAT an understatement!!
(Man 1's wife now interested in the conversation)
Man 1's wife: What are you guys talking about?
Man 1 and Man 2 exchange looks. Sip beers. Say nothing.
Tom and I finally add to the conversation and in unison blurt out, "Sports."
Then we politely excuse ourselves and burst into fits of laughter.