En boca cerrada...

Me: Man... last night I had the worst nightmare...
Little Sister: What was it? (She knows that if she doesn't ask, I'll never sit through any of her dream sequences)
Me: I dreamt that this guy I have a crush on was gay... and that we were best friends and I was helping him look for a boyfriend...
Little Sister: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Me: Fucked up, right?
Little Sister: You have a crush on someone?!?

Thank you, thank you!
Yes... I'm that good.