Setting: Le Francais, a pastry/dessert-y place on the other side of town, close to Hebrew School, where us kids would go as a reward for... actally going to Hebrew School (rather than hiding in the parking lot, which one of us may have actually done. Once. Or twice.)
It was me, my mom, my friend Andy, his brother Stephan, their mom, and maybe my younger brother.
Mom (to Andy's Mom): ...so we're going up there for the weekend.
Me: TO BRECKENRIDGE!!
Andy's mom: Oh, really?
Me: Yes! TO STAY IN A CONDOM!! WE GET TO STAY IN THE CONDOM ALL WEEKEND!
Cue hilarity.
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