Sex toy, right?
She says to me, "you know what it is, right?" Of course I know what it is! It's practically screaming 'goofy sex toy that only your mother would give you'. How could I possibly be wrong? She's grinning and obviously holding back her giggle reflex. I'm totally confused now. It says 'washing-up sponge' on it. So... it's like, for bathtub play? My mom turns the package over.
There it is in black and red. Adult novelty gift. Unsuitable for children. So.. it's a toy , right? But, what's with the spongey 'fro? Mom is now laughing while I smile all confused. She SAYS it's for washing your drinking glasses. OK, cool. That groovy girl will stand at my sink, at the ready, for all my glass cleaning needs. That was the end of it, until I arrived home.
Now, I was totally ready to use this thing as a glass cleaner. I even took her out of her package, found her a home next to my above-sink herb garden. But then I started thinking. Not so fast Momma. You showed no proof of this being a glass scrubber. In fact, I'm not yet convinced this is not an adult sex toy. Sure, it would be soooo hilarious, a freaking laugh riot, if I displayed this groovy baby in my kitchen, only to find out years later when I have grandkids or something that it is indeed a sex toy.
Grandma, why do you keep adult toys on your sink? My mommy keeps hers in her bedroom. It would be, seriously, the ultimate prank. So kudos momma. But I'm not falling for it. Oh, I'll put it on display by my sink. I'll even use it to scrub glasses. But I'm putting it away when I have grandkids. One of the 5 bazillion reasons I love my momma.