Sweet Sixteen?
- A conversation with someone who I've been friends with since I was a year and eight months old.
- Erica: That's sweet that you're turning sixteen. You'll be able to drive and stuff.
- Me: How old?
- Erica: Sixteen...you were born in 1992.
- Me: sure...
- Erica: Because you're eight months older than me.
- Me: ...Erica...I'm a year and eight months older than you, I was born in 1991, and I'm turning seventeen.
- Erica: No you aren't.
- Me: Ask your mom
- Erica: No! You're turning sixteen!
- Me: I give up.