Better Call the Plumber!

So Katelyn and I were eating lunch the other day, and she started talking about how she has hair on her arms and legs. Then she pulls up her shirt, looks at her chest, and said, "And I have hair on my body."

"No, you don't have any hair on your chest," I said.

"Yes, I do."

"No, you don't. I don't see any hair!"

"Oh, no..." looking at her chest again, "I DO have hair on my body. I better call the plumber!"

The plumber?!? Don't ask, I have no idea where she came up with that. But apparently, the best way to get rid of chest hair is to call a plumber!