(My friend and I walk into our apartment late one night to find our boyfriends discussing the perfect woman. Without them knowing, we silently stand right behind them and listen in on the entire conversation.)

My boyfriend: “A blonde with blue eyes and C-Cups, that’s where it’s at.”

Friend’s boyfriend: “Completely. No questions asked. We just need to find some.”

(At this point, my friend speaks up.)

Friend: “Good luck with that!”

(Our boyfriends turn around, both of them with shocked faces.)

Me: “Well, [friend] and I are going to take our brown hair and B-Cups to bed to sleep. You two can share the couch.”

(Needless to say, they did a lot of apologizing for the next few weeks.)