As the night sweltered on, it was almost comical that we didn't have to pull Jumbo's shorts off of him to see how small his jewels were because, for some reason, he put them on himself— rather, he took them off himself to prove to everyone present he had regular-sized coconuts.
"SEE?! HAPPY NOW?!"
And everyone else were very much quick to bring out comparisons.
"That's a little… little…"
"Eh.
"You have to get those checked out…"
"That's it?"
"You can't even shave those to make 'em look a little bigger…"
At this point, it didn't take long before I had to bring Kaley away from the group because everyone started showing theirs and comparing sizes. Even Lucy had to show hers at some point, but everything soon died down when Unc came out with a huge-ass oar with a look that could kill a motherfucker.
Obviously, Aunt Michelle and her baby needed more rest, and how the night was getting rowdy wouldn't help with it.
