There's a penis party at my house, and I'm not invited.
D. and the boys are doing karaoke to Green Day, playing games on the iPhone and watching TV, which has just been changed from football to Space Balls.
The Baby was sitting with me, but once he got his fill of tit he lifted his arms for Daddy to pick him up. He wanted to go to the penis party. Traitor.
All four of the males in my family are crowded around the tiny love seat, doing dude things, while I am alone on the full sized couch.
There's a penis party at my house, and I'm not invited. But I don't mind, because the penis party kind of smells like fart.