My stepfather: He's big, really big (motions to indicate twice his girth).
My mom: He married a big girl too.
My stepfather: She's half his size and she's still BIG.
My mom: But he sure does have pretty teeth.
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...can I hear of chorus of, "but she has such a pretty face".
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