Okay, so I'm updating a menu for a pizza place, and they've added a few things. But the menu is kind of written all over and it's not too easy to follow. Lori had talked to the manager without me present so I was figuring it out as I went along, when I come across a line that reads "with choice of m.Balls"
Begin juvenile snickering.
I call for Lori to come help me, trying really hard now not to laugh, and ask her what m.Balls are supposed to be. She takes one look at it and, apparently without thinking says...
I got nothing done for 10 mins. In fact, I'm still giggling.