Brooke: “Was your father in Vietnam?”
Me: “No. He never had to serve any time.”
Mom: “Joe couldn’t get drafted because he had three testicles.”
Me: (hearing this for the first time) “I’m sorry, he what testicles?”
Mom: “When he went for his Army physical the doctor said he had three testicles.”
Brooke: . . .
Me: . . .
Mom: (to my father in the other room) “Joe, weren’t you held out of the draft because you had three testicles?”
Dad: “No. My number never came up.”