One day on the way to San Francisco my parents told me how I was concieved right in front of one of my best friends and her boyfriend at the time. Apparently it was right outside of Japantown. It was so hot and heavy that they did it in front of an open window and still managed to get their futon stuck to the wall.
I swear if I were a year younger, I'd probably be traumatized. As it was, we three in the back couldn't stop laughing. To this day, it's a testament to how cool my parents are and my friend and I still crack up about it.
I hope to one day tell my kid a similar story.
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