Here's the context: At lunch we started talking about the Apocalypse for some strange reason. Alia jokingly said that when all hell breaks loose she and her family will be living securely and happily in their "Cheyenne bunker." She then mentioned that I couldn't go with her, as lesbian lovers would not be allowed (just to clarify neither of us are lesbians). I said well what if I got a sex change? Dave then said that I might not have enough time for that sort of thing seeing how it would be the Apocalypse and all. I then said that it might be a botched job, but if it meant I could live in a nice bunker I'd get it done. And here's the quote of the week from what Alia replied:
"And by botched I mean strap on."
Oh my god I have never laughed so hard.
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